Your heart is so intoxicating
it infects the only thing I've wanted to know
you stutter in words to keep me waiting
did you love me i fear ill never know
when i took of the mask
was you horrified by what you saw
was you honest when i asked
do you love me for my thoughts
wake up your late for your redemption
I'm gone no chance to amend your perception
I'm sick of this social hierarchy
where everyones apparently pretty
i hate it when still I'm fighting
just for recognition from something petty
since your voice whispered those taunts
i kept quiet in my mind
no point in letting out what i thought
as far as I'm concerned theres no point in knowing why
