badly broken butterflies

Pictures of my mind,
them I cant forget.
Pictures of us,
I neither can forget.
Those old pictures,
I wish I could,
I wish I could ,
forget.
I wish I could forget.
I wish I could forget.
Take it the way it is,
aint no need to consider.
Dont care what you did,
youre only a consumer.
Prisoner to drugs and sweets,
free market for love and peace,
but dont forget the heartbeat,
how the heart really beats.
The consolation is
your endlessness,
how does it feel
to succeed less and less?
What helps me to survive
is your sickness,
You badly broken butterflies,
you poor princess.