I believed that my actions could be erased,
That they’d just, disappear...

Why? why was I fake?
Did I have to pretend this didn’t hurt...

I’m haunted by my past,
I’ll never get away...

Always wanted that fairytale ending,
Wished for love as I stopped pretending...

For over a year I’ve tried and tried,
To release this pain I have inside...

I am searching your mind, I find it quite bleak
I explore your limitations; you think...

When you need a shoulder to cry on,
I’ll always be there...

In this until the end
I fight a fight so gruesome...

Yummy, eat an apple,
They are crunchy and so sweet...

The gift of information,
Of knowledge and beloved clues...

Outstretched fingers before you,
Like so many times before...

A deathly illness surrounds you,
The person I truly admire...