The thought skewed and came to a halt
I truly hate my disastrous heart
And my head that is filled up with dreams
My life is not what it seems.
My goal is not what I preach,
They are right when they call me a bitch.
I adore my inner demons a tad too much
And I think my sanity went out of touch.
I think I want to be left alone,
To go my own way and built my own home.
I think I don’t want anyone but him,
To crack me open and stay as my skin.
I think I love the life that I have,
It’s so damn cheesy. I’m such a sap…
And here the thought skewed and came to a halt
I truly hate my unruly, black heart.