Days grow longer as my heart gets colder but my mind grows stronger I am no longer what I used to be, my mind is set free let come what may for the memories of you I let fade. Caged for a while but now I can smile oh, don’t look upon me you foolish child! I’m above you now you can’t level with me, I’ve seen your true colors, and they are ones of black and green. The black strands for the emotions that you keep inside from all the ones who have hurt you and the ones who told you lies. The green strands of your need of things until they fall into your hands, you’re a wicked man taking things that don’t belong to you like my heart you stole from me and later tore into two.