Friday, April 15, 2011

Honesty

Drinking to the death of me
Fucking is the end of me
I have no future where I'm concerned
blood sweat and tears are to much for me
Ill stick with blood and tears its easier
To bleed and whine about my life
Its all I have its all I have

Broken changing without a doubt
Who am I who I am is
Sickening words strung together
Telling lies about who I am
Despite not knowing the truth
I am the lost soul in plain sight
blurry eyed I've lost my way
But you have too you have too

Turn off the lights
Its to bright in here for me
I like the dark But I'm afraid
Of everything around me that could be
Lurking in the shadows
Like I always do
Like I always do
I guess that means I'm afraid of myself
Fuck it I'm afraid of myself.

Conventional or
Superficial thoughts
He said she said
That I'm not worth it
Well fuck it I'm not worth it

Unconventional or
Motivational thoughts
He said she said
That I am worth it
Fuck it I'm still not worth it

Now I am forever silent
Screaming whispers
It can't be known
Just who I am by how I look
My conscience yearns to shut out
Everything you say to me
While I just want to shut off
Every fucking sound I hear tonight
I'm sick of hearing your voice
I'm so fucking sick of your voice

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