The Poem Book That Shouldn't Be Seen [P1: If It Goes Up, Must Come Down]

I sold my soul for you

I sold my soul to the devil,
For her, I let him destroy my heart,
My old body was full of evil,
I feel like a toy, but act like if I were art.

I would say being dumb is my skill,
I'm just a boy falling into a lake and wanting to start again,
I'm trying to send a cart to the part I'm still not,
I'm not smart, I'm playing with death, having my own pain.

Faking my own sense,
to be someone else.