Insane... Poem by Daniel Martins

The first time that I've became selfish
Was yet about to finish,
For as I was about to save my life,
I've cut my own throat with a knife...

I wasn't expecting for you to cry when I was about to leave...
I know it's hard to believe,
But somehow, I knew that I wouldn't forgive myself for provoking you such pain...
I could feel it in every single vein...

This is what I've became,
For loving you Jane,
I've became insane...