There’s just one thing left that I despise,
This community built on a pack of lies...

I know we are not an “item”,
and that “us” will never be...

I know it’s hard to fight,
Trust me I battled for awhile...

I remember digging
Digging my own grave...

I drank a glass of philtre,
That made me fall for you...

I asked God for love,
the next day I met you...

Why did I let him have control,
of every joint, of every bone...

Ever dreamt a dream and woke the next day
To find a massive desire, to leave home and run...

There used to be trees,
now there’s a housing estate...

Waves of destruction tearing down these places,
Broken dreams, broken lives and broken houses all...

“Normal” girls walk around wearing...
Or a tiny top and a mini skirt...

Once upon a time there was a boy,
who made me happy and brought me joy...