I often talk about love as an electric emotion
Good or bad fiction
That is still unknown to me
I've seen the worst of this illusion
As real as it is, it _is still a fiction

I often talk about pain
because am dying to open up  but i can't
so i to write my poems  
to be content, to be peaceful

I wanna feel you tonight,
don't want to be on my own
Just let me be your freak,
and spin the wheel tonight

We are,we are who we are
We are that who we are
We are just those crazy people

Don't worry about diamond
it left me in pieces
shining in blisters
that stranger with hiccups
in death you rest in pieces