There is no glow in my skin anymore
There isn't any life in my hair
There isn't any spark in my clothes
But I'm satisfied
I don't regret the things i did
It was time to be set free
set free from the demons inside me
My new friend told me to do it
he said it would help
He said the emotions inside me would not be felt
That's what I wanted
that was all I need
but killing her was just the deed
I think I'm psychotic
Or maybe just unwanted
it doesn't matter because I finished what I started.
