I am so bored
I think I'm going to die
I'm so empty
I cannot even cry
Crush my eye in your tender hand
The death of romance

I'm grief stricken
Killing time
Amputated, broken smile
I feel so weak
Undignified
I didn't realise

I'm isolated
Sick with fear
I lost my sight
And cannot hear
Imperfect world, desensitised
Our truth's been compromised

I am so bored
I think I might die
Burnt, burnout and dried
Oh, Lord
Uninspired
Cross my heart
I hope to die