I'm so tired Of the unequivocal drivel I'm still a victim dear Of the quiet and the rain And the shadow on my doorstep Of guests who never came Arrivals still postponing Bones still drenched in warnings Moaning out Such subliminal agonies Beneath fingers I can't feel Heights I cannot reach Feelings that can't be real Of when I held your hand And practiced in the mirror And what I meant was said And what I said you simply didn't hear Somewhere your sickness chokes me In that i

Please dumb it down for me I'm tired of playing Pretending I have any clue what I'm doing What's going on? How's it hurting? Hands over...

I just fall apart Watch it all collapse Crumbling Burning down Ashes overhead Hurting lungs Hardly breathing But still crying out Wishing...