My face fell apart.
Your eyes don’t look the same in the dark.
Tear me apart.
Fix the wires you crossed.
Expressing lies to my beating heart.
Sew me up.
Hope I’m who you wanted at the start.
I can’t go back.
It’s already done.
This is who I am.
Did you have fun?
Gardens felt alive.
Flowers dancing in our eyes,
chasing the rays
that faked the fun
In our growing days.
Let it be.
Let me fade.
Let me consume these melancholy days.
Feb 27
Feb 27, 2026 at 1:34 AM UTC
My face fell apart.
Your eyes don’t look the same in the dark.
Tear me apart.
Fix the wires you crossed.
Expressing lies to my beating heart.
Sew me up.
Hope I’m who you wanted at the start.
I can’t go back.
It’s already done.
This is who I am.
Did you have fun?
Gardens felt alive.
Flowers dancing in our eyes,
chasing the rays
that faked the fun
In our growing days.
Let it be.
Let me fade.
Let me consume these melancholy days.
