Silent confidence
Like an upwards fall...

Falling asleep wishing you'd kill me,
I awake wishing I was dead...

I'll meet you under the cherry tree
There I will show you the real me...

Unfit, to fit
To stand out - In place...

Am I your favorite,
The toy you do choose...

Look away little boy, I am nothing to see.
You're dreams will be crushed if you don't listen...

These chains are chains of will
I will not brake-I don't know how...

I'm not supposed to be alive,
But I have no will to die...

You could fix this growing head ache
This growing strain...

The hand has come to help me up,
Into a carriage to drive me away...

If these words had a clear meaning
Likely it would seem it'd be negative...

Coming down slowly,
I touch the ground...