Material things,

Words were never worth

A splash of paint

It's exhalations of air

Made into something

That makes sense

And we turn these mindless

Things into art

I was never worth

A splash of colour

Two arms

Two legs

That's me, right there

I can see, I can

Hear, I can

breathe

But I never do

Everything is too much

Bright, colour, flashing lights

Secrets told in secret

Lullabies told in vain

Our fantasies are broken

When the world can't explain

Why we were never normal

Hands shaking, everything is

Always moving, forward and backward

And the clock ticks by and by,

Goodbye, goodbye

I once loved you

But love is now something

Empty from my heart

And it was always a weapon

Meant not to kill or break,

But to torture until we're

Blank, mindless ghosts

Blank, mindless ghosts

Blank, mindless ghosts

Blank

Mindle s ss s

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