Oh, just look at me
So sad and fragile and weak
From not being able to have a chance with you
But now it's like I can see through...

All the beauty I thought you were supposed to be
Has turned into something too hideous for me to see
I can finally let go of this weight that's been hanging over me

Your eyes, your smile, everything about you,
my attention it seized

But somehow this love that was immense
Slowly got less and less intense

This love for you has now deceased
Finally from a beautiful curse I have been released.

I know I'm really late,
But I love you anyway.

When I was a kid
I was taught that
'humans have
always been
a part of
atrocities'

I started questioning
"What was an
atro - city?"

Oh how I've grown
since then.
To witness true
atrocities.

All I want to do is push you away from me, very far

But instead I'm pulling you back, why do you make it so hard?