If I have failed
Then you have failed me
Tell your tale
You're turning pale, see
Everyone is sick and tired
Of your optimism
In the face of adversity
I have had a charmed life
And yet despair makes me ill
While your pain
Is invisible
I do not know.

What is this sick envy in my head?
It is dying
And I comfort it
With my twitch
And my tears
My hopes and fears
Just don't cut it anymore
But your green eyes
Drill deep into my heart
Where nothing smiles.

Your smile is not so convincing
Now that I do not know if you exist
And this envy inside
Still makes me retch
And convulse
After I wipe away
My cold sweat.