LOST INSIDE A ROOM, A ROOM CALLED MY LIFE I CARRY THIS BURDEN
A BURDEN THAT HAS YOUR NAME
YOUR NAME MY LIFE JUST THE SAME MISTAKING DAWN FOR DUSK KEEPING THE PAST ALIVE
YOUR SMELL IS ON MY PILLOW YOUR TASTE IN MY LIPS
WHEN THE FIRST TEAR DROPS TO THE GROUND IT MEANS I HAVE DIED
I WILL NOT APOLOGISE FOR WHO I AM.