Confused in my self-adversity

Hiding my true feelings inside

Consumed by my hated weaknesses

How I wished for someone to stand beside

Concaving to the peaks of the seasons

Hinged only to find that all my motives collide

Submersed, drowning in my sea of misery

Secluded, in my own fantasy of the person I want to be so vividly

So an enigma instead I shall be, in the heartless cold reality

Until the day I die