-insect-      I can't open myself up to anyone I can't believe in anyone at all   and I can't see anything the light that shines is disappearing, soon it will be gone   unable to open myself up this is my weakness, my past   I can get what I want, yet if I do, the kindness I'm holding onto will slip away   the typical answer is when you die, you'll be reborn, come back again      my heart is shuttered, soon it will break apart   stifling my tears, I laugh day after day   my heart has shown me that believing is nothing   those hypocrites killed me      my heart is shuttered, soon it will crumble away   stifling my tears, I scream day after day   my heart has left me with a belief in strength   my own heart killed me