This is for you, yes

 This is yours

This turbulence you cause, this decompression

the popping in my inner ears, the strain on my heart muscle

the pain in my chest, the burning in my lungs

all yours

I am a vessel fitting for your contempt and indifference

your inattentive and short dismissals 

fake smiles and sad eyes, looking for the real treasure

I can blind you briefly with a diamond or two

and no matter if those are all I have, they buy me my happiness

short lived, fake, impossible to reproduce

I'm full of this vibration, this weird feeling

and unfortunately it washes over me like a bucketful 

and when I'm dry, my hunger yearns for more, always more

broken, bent and confused

still smiling

I'm really happy that you are here

I can make the fake heart work for a while with this

Time will pass and I will forget, just like you won't remember me three minutes from now

maybe like, 80 more days for me

singing and dancing, to the moon and back

I really love you

kill me now