Dissolve memories of pain and comfort my tortured brain.
Consume my devouring hate where my ugly jealousy hides.
Wipe away the tears and erase the marks of weakness on my face.
Transform the tired eye bags that hang so solemnly.
Make me look young, make me look happy

make
me
look
alive

Wash away my Loneliness for the horrid stench of sadness burns.
Uplift my shoulders so I stand straight erase the bent over hag I am.
Release the tension my heavy back labours to carry day in day out.
Indulge my senses in hot and cold so that I may feel again.
Make me look young, make me look happy

Make
Me
Look
Alive