The deep end of the ocean is the heart,
Yet itâ€™s my heart thatâ€™s tearing me apart,
I am human, we do such wrong,
I wonder will I ever belong?
In this world of many worlds,
Where fate comes in twists and curls.
Where when a child dies so very young,
A pack of lies has begun.
I am what I hate,
And for me death simply, cannot wait.