no amount of alcohol and cigarettes
could fill this deep hole inside me
that only your love could restore
the flowers in my brain

i can't bear with my emptiness anymore
i do all this things for people and i still
wake up feeling empty, feeling nothing
but a piece of hollowed glass

young and naive still, said by the people
but this deep cut inside my wrist reminds
me that i'm still alive and this feelings
could surpass