I dropped my heart
Made it shatter...
Why do you hate me
is it my hair...
Hello mom and dad
And everyone else i hate...
You said what goes around will come around
I did believe this saying was not true...
butterflies
made a tomb of...
Darkness and me, we are a team
then there is this hippie waiting to be born...
I fear the dark
every time I'm locked within your box...
Somewhere-
buried deep...
Remove the signs and shut up shop
Dismantle my pride, just take the lot...
A solo performance-
you played out; within me...
The atmosphere congealed-
with his silent mood...
I am restoring my dignity now;
left tainted by your conceited ethos...