Timmy always knew that he was different, and strange
Although, he was just six years old
His family had always wished that would change
But his heat just remained cold

Timmy heard voices that spoke in his head
And they told him to do rotten things
They whispered "They all deserve to be dead"
"Don't you wish to hear all their screams?"

Timmy did fight to try and stay sane
He just wished to be a normal boy
He hope to be average, normal and plain
But normal life was not his to enjoy

He sat inside his room, trying to lock himself up
Port Timmy didn't want to cause pain
But despite his best efforts, it wasn't enough
Because Timmy was completely insane

The voices kept at it, they controlled his mind
Telling him just what he should do
Poor Timmy had tried his best to be kind
But his evil side made its way through

Timmy woke up one day covered in blood
From his sister, his mom and his dad
He was a monster, and he knew he was
And this made poor Timmy so sad