This might have coddled
I am alone! I am undone
should I have been?
I was just a minor to this world
with hamlets out of fears

Somebody had to tell us
how to feel those knives
that sneer at us all the time
I think you loved me yesterday
In the gardens of heaven
But this is just not
a jungle of delight
Where we darkly dance
with mysteries in our hearts
So we care for those old feelings

That might have been taken
but now truth is told to you
I think you love me
still today, you iron butterfly
Yet I can see you still don’t care

but even you’re cold hearted
I am undone, I ‘m finally undone
I am alone and in despair
I just may stare at the possibilities
which should have been considered

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