Did I fake a tear when the hero dies?
Did I take a blank stare when you catch my lie?
Did I open my eyes to see nothing in front of me?
Did I look like am lost in life and lost in love and disbelief?

I spell my sanity as my heart skips a beat
Choosing is not a reason but losing endlessly is 
The end begins sooner when I quit my role of a giver
I'm devoid of verbs and adjectives make my words bigger
In this mayhem I try to be the angel whose wings aren't open
But he still can fly away with you each time you feel broken
I've my lies, my worst ways to take me and call me a loser
I said I'll never break but I lied, I still play my dirty lone wars
The heart is not made of gold but it takes flesh and blood to live
I've only a hope of your smile to scream again, it's all I believe
I've hidden my sighs so long, but I do smile along
I never said I'm perfect, but I can drive you home

Did I getaway with my pretensions without saying I'm sorry?
Did I fail to offer a hand when you wanted a bright sunshine story?
Did I feel too obliged to hide in silence your lifeless voice?
Did I know what happened to us when we speak only in white noise?

I call myself a tired soldier, and my hands are full of love's first blood
I've seen your death in my sleep in my arms and I've cried you a flood
My crimes are measured by the lines of tears on your shoulder
I fight to see the man you loved once, but now you look colder
I'm not falling but I guess I'm already there beside my vain body
My rhythms are made of scartissues and they sing a violent rhapsody
I could stand in rain or under the obscured moon to get a glimpse of that face
But I wish i were more than a feeling to hold you but I'm just a sweet disgrace
I'm the man with no name but a lover who couldn't get over a rainyday girl
I don't hear anymore the surrender of a June saturday when lavenders carry spark
We are immune to the prayers, I only know that I belong
I never said that I'm perfect, but can you take me home?


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The lines "I never said that I'm perfect but I can drive you home" and I never said that I'm perfect, but can you take me home"; both are taken from GARBAGE song DRIVE YOU HOME. 
Thre rest of the poem is just a relentless cry of the ravaged soul.