I awoke next to the precipice
and found I mirrored the void
A boy like me was meant not to create but to destroy.
We treat each other lives like the way children treat toys.

I tries to create truths out of your lies,
I would have a better chance pulling warmth from your eyes.
What you spoke was such beautiful inventions
You fooled me in that you matched my conviction
Can you tell that I'm bitter?
You gave me a cold shoulder to remind me it's winter.