just went through your eyes,
and the battle was fine.
couldn't stand to see you screaming.
now i realized that i might have been,
part of the reason for your frowning.


and so i grew the heart and the shape,
that look that you gave, staring.
at empty help me back to awake.
and so i grey the heart and the shape.


now the bottle plays a little factor.
not the way i used to be, thankfully.
i was disguising a different matter,
now i engage in everything, infinity...

help me back to awake.
there were sentences with no direction,
those are pieces that i put away.
there is sadness in the reflection,
one long look is all that it takes.