Curing her Psychic Sickness..

Curing your psychic sickness Is no easy task to do
Handling all these emotions will take a lot from you
Be brave and be patient, nothing come so fast
Remember your bright future; depend on curing your past

I push you and the tears flow in silence from my eyes
And to do that I must trick you and sometimes tell you lies
I squeeze my heart to be able to handle this hurt
Sometimes I cannot handle it; I want to tear up my shirt

Seeing you like this transfer your MPD to my head
And my other side starts creating those thread
And tell me to stop, what I do and don't help anymore
And leave you to sink in the sea and to stay on the shore

In this I beaten you, and your ugly dark side
And to do this my soul a hundred death she died
I hope what I do, you can see with your eyes
And you can see your path between all these lies

Dear friends, it is true what they did and say
Love is not a stand; it is a path, it is a way
It is when you cut a part with your own hand
In hope that one day she will understand