Perfect?
It doesn't matter...

Beneath these clothes
is my skin, pale and white...

The weight was lifted
breathes came deep...

Consumed by such a misery
That I cant even cry...

Every night
a ritual will start...

Snowflakes falling
from the sky...

Will you let me be your superman?
i am here to save you...

As i stand here on the edge
i am looking down...

Standing on the yellow lines
Paired dividers of the street...

Hollow frame
a body too frail...

Looking into those eyes
-so emotionless and blank...

I lay in the grass
Face towards the sky...