Beauty is a state
Of mind. But all of our minds
Have been corrupted.

I am done being used

Hell is the sadness
Of losing a best friend and
becoming alone.

Yesterday I woke up without a heart
No worries, no pain
Somewhere beyond the lies

Yesterday I woke up with my future ahead of me
No delays, no denials
Somewhere beyond the highs

The past is in the past
Let it remain, the past
Therefore today,
I live for tomorrow

On this day
the twin teen
from the golden age

flies away