Fix it, please. Fix me. Let me be beautiful like I ought to be. Fix this mess, throw it away. The life I created has not been enough today. Fix it, sew my heart back up. Let me stand strong, let me be more charming than I ever was. Help me clean up my mind, and get back on the pedestal: let me be Glory, not Madness and Unworth. Fix this, oh fix this please. If you must, then go ahead and kill me!