I stay between the cursed worlds
And every face around looks so gross
My mouth bleed, I can not say a word
A wounded heart was teared apart and lost.

A stay alone in hateful place
And every detail here makes me cry
I had a childish dreams with naive gaze
But now everything I want to die.

I am so young but I’m not beautiful enough
And nobody will love me till the end of time
I used to it. But why my face is still so rough?
I want to leave that way and find another line.

How can I be so weak and so pathetic?
Such detestable silly nebbish fool
Walk on the sharpest pieces of the glass is my aesthetic
And all my efforts are reduced to null.