I feel like I'm dying,
Like I'm being torn apart,
This feeling's the last thing that I remember,
My wounded heart,
I wish I could tell you,
Tell you how I love,
I wish you could see through these cursed eyes of mine,
I wish I was normal,
Not ****** up,
I wish I was better,
That I was enough,
But all you can see are the broken pieces of the past,
All of them shattered in my eyes,
You think they are golden,
But I know that they are the eyes of a mad man,
That I once was.