maybe now you know i walk alone.

here and now, foresaken , shaken but not disturbed.

i made my plan, and it's to die for.

maybe it's for the best baby

when it was good it was better

when it was bad it was worst..

nevermind the lies, the fights and the shameless talks

nevermind the broken peaces that you shattered

nevermind that...

cause it all comes down to you never being worthy of being loved.

How can that be...when i am so mean n you are so kind...

nothing makes sense anymore except i'm mooving on

away from you

to make a new me a new beggining believing all in what needs to be believed.

we are all poorless shameless bastards rolling around in hay.

and the pen, is mightier than the sword , that you so bluntly carved in my chest.

see you in another life..