I am the thing of legend,
Of story and of myth...

I feel i should be resurrected
because my heart was unprotected...

Laying on my back i see
all the things that could have been...

Dazed and confused
beaten down and used...

Waiting for a sign that's yet to come
Which will show me what to do...

My heart has shatter a million ways
and in each piece a different maze...

It feels like nothing i say even matters
when everything around me seems to shatter...

Why do i try to hold on so tight
to tell myself it will be alright...

With every turn I see your face
I gouge out my eyes just to erase...

I gouge out my eye so you can see
Hoping to keep it a guarantee...

Morning after morning, day after day
i change like the seasons...

I try to sever the feelings that dwell
Instead I lock them in a cell...