My eyes are stale
And my heart is black.
I didn't realize I was going blind
Until you stabbed me in the back.

I've been here a while,
Standing in front of this gate.
It looks more like a fence,
It doesn't make sense..
Here I am, trying to open the door,
When a man walks up with a roar.
Saying I'm nothing more than the ***** floor,
And let me tell you that's a bore.
Because I've done all I can to get here,
Yet you yell at me without a shed of tear.
This fear I have is what I deal with, and all you care about is what you want and deal with.
This is no gate, it's a fence.
Because there's no door,
just a rock in the road to deal with.

This country is filled with hate
Sometimes I wake up and can't even think of the date.
To when we all stopped thinking of ourselves
And remembered to check the expiration
And put all our selfishness on the shelves.
Everyone's given up on our greatest inspiration
Death.

The history of our skin
Remains the same
Because our scars tell
The stories we could
Never tell
But when they heal
I’ll cut all ties to the past
And live in the present

I know that words
Shouldn’t hurt me
But you’re mouth
Is a loaded gun
And every bullet
Has my name on it

You said you'd be there
You said that you loved me
You said you would never hit me
But then you pulled off the mask.

Why is it
That the biggest hearts
Are emptied the fastest?

And the brightest souls
Are blackened
The quickest?