Look upon me now and turn your back. I am just a shell to mankind. Nothing more than a scar to this world and to you. Unwanted. Held still by regret, my mind dissolves. Everything is misery. My pretensions dwell in vain with you. This can't be real, why am I not the same? Inner self, new life, but never exposed. cttainable sorrow, decline to recall. Sufferable memories drained away, underneath I am dead. Will you breathe for me? I can't feel the fair in my lungs. The air has escaped my lungs. Give me your last word, for I am nothing more than a scar to this world where you'll walk upon. Give me your last word.