You love being hurt
Because that's all you know

When things are really good
That's when you decide to go

You mess everything up
Before it messes you up

All you know is broken
So that's all you want

I see these very things
Because they're hard to hide

I see them because I too
Need hurt to feel alive

Lost in my head
Lost in the shadow of life
Can't come out
Can't find what's right
I'm slowly wilting my petals dying
When I want to bloom effortlessly like a flower
Become who I should be what I've always dreamed
Become indulged always in the present hour
Feel proud of what I do and finally content
Be proud of myself
Instead of longing for what is already long gone
Looking like a still porcelain doll on her shelf
How's it that everyone is moving with the commotion
While I'm as cold and as full as the ocean
After a storm with the waves now calm
I remain small enough to fit in a child's palm