How ill-prepared
Are we
For the
Inevitability of
The end

Bending over backwards for someone who doesn't even care
Trying so hard for someone who wouldn't even realize if you weren't there
Never feeling like you're enough
Never feeling appreciated
Never feeling worthy
Doing something nice but it's never done right
Trying your best to keep them safe but all they do is fight
Giving your all and getting nothing back
There doesn't seem to be a point when there's no one there to give you a pat on the back
Say thank you, be grateful
Appreciate the things you do
Why put forth so much effort when no one is putting effort into you?

living in the future,
i'm thinking about what'll happen next,
my future is up to me,
but my past is full of regret

you call me creative
but my mind is the place
dreams go to die

they embark on a quest to impart me with
gold stained teeth that smile with some kind of weight

but they drown soaked in the ash
of too many stale apologies and
late night '*******'s screamed at the sky
so hollow they ring on their own

i'm so tired of pretending my words have meaning
but the only things bouncing in my skull are the nightmares
that survived me

so i don't go to sleep