You seem a bit sad but mostly mad
, So I know it was always so.
Though I should say the disease is strong
And attracts the sickest to your soul.

But you like the weak minded girl.

I think it in the heart That you keep a shard

Just to hurt and bleed

So you can pretend to Breath...

But what is life without a heartbeat?
What is health when You are diseased?

Perhaps you don't care and maybe you did But no longer believe, A word I have to say.

Try living a different way...