I wish that I could treat the world The way that it treats me They condescend as I pretend It doesn’t bother me
Feeling most judged By the kindest of eyes But it’s all out of love Therefore I abide
I’ve tried and we’ve cried And I can’t seem to hide The lengths and the strides That I’d go through for you
Ignorant judgment. Believe me, I’ve tried. Pointing of fingers. Believe me, I’ve cried. I’m fully depleted. I’m all out of pride. Flagrant repulsion and itching inside.
Walking on egg shells. Wading through time. Hiding emotion like one shitty mime. Constantly flailing and falling behind. I’m beaten down. What the fuck?