I�m scared of the fact that I might be in love
Because you�ll fly away like a beautiful dove
Above the clouds so nice and high
Sometimes I wish that I�d just die
To slit my wrist and bathe in blood
Even though I know I never could
My scars and bruises feel so sore
You help me out and it opens the door
For you to see the weakness in me it makes me poor
Like when you�re done with an apple, where is the core?
You throw it away like regular trash
Just like my heart that you just smashed

I just want the feeling of love that I never had
And thinking of the problems we have makes me mad
Like putting a smile on my face when I�m really sad
But now that I think of it, I do have the feeling of love that I never had
He is a four year old boy name Sylus that calls me dad