Secret mission of the heart,
well where the **** do I start?
maybe by digging out the emotion,
that's tearing me apart,

Chaos is the remainder of my heart,
and its killing me,
its really killing me,
nobody wants to leave me alone,
not even in my own home,
I'd be better off on my own,
so much better alone,

So, a mission,
secret mission of the heart,
well I'll ask again,
where the **** do I start?
maybe by bleeding my pain away,
in rythmic words of poetry