I

Full of regret,
I came to you,
never thought that I needed you.

Full of shame,
I told you all,
from my triumphs down to my falls.

Full of tears,
my heart ached;
I was full of madness and hate.

Full of angst—
my heart as of now,
I didn't know I can remove it somehow.

II

Full of hope,
you've shed me light,
as if I didn't know what was right.

Full of fakery,
I put up an act,
thinking you would mix up fiction from fact.

Full of confusion,
you were telling me that
you always knew every little fact.

Full of strength,
I muster up skills
to continue pretending even if it kills.