I'm feeling this time as bad as never before
A bleeding wag is fading away
Once you needed me
For spending delight
Below the funny mask
There's a crying face

The way that I smile is the way that I cry
But you'll never realize
My reputation is the one of a fool
Now watch like a poet dies,
Feel his cries

And I dedicate my roses to no one
Cause there is no mind to help me to see
A reason we need,
A light for the lonesome
And no one to drink the blood that I bleed

The poet in my own wasn't given some
Chances and from that moment on
I lived apart, and I realized that I am my
Best friend and not those parasites

That try to stare into my heart
The way that I feel is the way that I heal
My body and soul and my life
And I know you just think I'm a fool

New watch like a poet flies,
Watch him rise