Sillhouttes painted black
Stand out casting white light
On this, the dark eve of my exsistence
And it wasn't supposed to end like this
As drops of rain fall like hammers
On my head.
You asked if I
Was willing to pay the price
With reluctance an indifferent "yes"
Was uttered from my bowels
How was I to know that the cost
Was more than I was willing?
Just another of your lies and
Twisted perception of acceptance
I fell victim to your conception
As wretched as this screen behind
My eyes, that I cannot help but
Stare at with regret.
Yet you,
Cannot seem to look me square
And open your mouth with fear
That truth and sorrow will escape
And you will never be able to tell
Me something you believe. You will
Never look me in the eye and tell me
A fucking word you believe.
Stand out casting white light
On this, the dark eve of my exsistence
And it wasn't supposed to end like this
As drops of rain fall like hammers
On my head.
You asked if I
Was willing to pay the price
With reluctance an indifferent "yes"
Was uttered from my bowels
How was I to know that the cost
Was more than I was willing?
Just another of your lies and
Twisted perception of acceptance
I fell victim to your conception
As wretched as this screen behind
My eyes, that I cannot help but
Stare at with regret.
Yet you,
Cannot seem to look me square
And open your mouth with fear
That truth and sorrow will escape
And you will never be able to tell
Me something you believe. You will
Never look me in the eye and tell me
A fucking word you believe.
