Done being myself , I'm changing into a demon I swore never to become . What's wrong ? Why do I do this ? I have no idea ..
This is tiring , living gets tiring I'm so done . Some things on earth are probably not meant to have a happy ending , but an understanding . Zi's fine she's living everyday with crazy people pushing her to the demon . I can't lie , I like it too . It's a kind of thrill I never felt before and I love it . Living everyday like a alcoholic committing crime for some shots - we are all criminals .
Put that feeling away and waste the purely inspirit love while the crazy bitch conceals her pain . She drowns her sorrow with another shot , while the demons tempt her with another memory . She learnt that everyone is going to be brutal in her life and she has to be a hard steel . Conceal away that scar with a beautiful smile , while she turn her tears into another wine . The cold hard guns matches with the metal bullets fired to her heart . The bullets are still stuck inside but the soul has been engulf by the demon . This escape may eventually run out , but till then let me enjoy to the fullest .
Done with the days dying on bed or crying at the corner , it's time for wild . Who turned her into this monster ? Nobody . Hard feelings are torturous souls that never made it to the sun , and she is reaching for the star to drink the moon .
Love ? What is that .
It died when he left ...