for all of my noise i am nothing more than a sensitive child i m sorry i m tired guess i haven t slept in a while it s hard to be honest with myself but i should have been honest with you of all of the flowers i planted doubt was the brightest to bloom i never had too much to offer to you so lay me restless inside the cage that my body will make of my bones as i slowly waste away sorry my darling i m still so afraid that the flowers you ve grown on the grave of our love will remain long after my memory fades i promise someday i will make up for all the mistakes i have made