I am delusional Falling too fast, I know this love won’t last I get too attached, they don’t even notice it when they break my heart.
I am deranged Lips soft like a rose, with a heart full of thorns I will keep on hoping, tho I know I’ll get hurt.
I am insane For giving too much, I open my heart to people who are destined to tear it apart.
I am desperate All the little things mean way too much, starving eyes and skin that begs for touch Fooling myself over and over that they might be pitiful enough.
It’s a made-up broken heart, mine, Longing for a love so painful but so divine.