Dead

It's funny
I was strangled
By Love
Now I'm dead to Her

She lacks the motivation
to bring back that love
Without a doubt
She's dead to Me

I wish for Change
a movement forward
petty thoughts and wants
So I'm dead to myself

Beauty; or lack thereof
is what I suffer from
and so
I'm dead to the World

If they cared
They would see
the darker part of me
is dead for good

If She'd see
the lover in me
is far from being
dead