Stop asking me
To trust you,
Stop asking me
To have faith in you,
I'm still coughing
From the last time
You let me drown.

I breathe in the hate you give me.
I inhale all the lies you tell.
I take in everything unwanted.
And I still breathe in.
But I let it go eventually,
And the mark that's left inside,
Is by far the greatest consistency.