destroy it all, dont leave anything or anyone,
innocent girl who knows nothing, but with big power to hurt and make us suffer.
Pulling my hair doesnt make me look like some maniac to her,
and that thing that she does, doesnt look weird or strange of the ordinary to me,
even though the mind tells me that it isnt that NORMAL. what the fuck is that eh?
who wants that anyway, like being in a cage.

her smile makes me happy, the hole between her white teeth,
the whole craft of love is so special and even that doesnt seem to help her nor me
but I dont care, her mercenary pulled out everything from me, from my mind,
everything is just BLANK. blank blank blank, just a big echo, talking about misery.

maybe I'm just too bipolar, maybe i need that balance more than anything right now,
hope too.

I hope to find my destiny through her disaster, and mine.