one action, one movement
can make it all go away
i can't talk about it or vent
all my feelings and happiness, gone for more than a day

one movement, and i feel like i am not worth it
and it ruins my day, and makes me hate all
one action, and i just feel like *****
and all my feelings fall

into a dark unholy pit
and my shields come up
i hate this, and hate it
i want to bleed out, maybe fill a cup

i want to die, i want to confide
but i don't flee
cause with my demons i ride
by now you should flee

cause, to run,
to flee
to be done
it just is not me

i stand tall
i will not bow
i will not fall
i just don't know how

one action, one movement,
makes me ready to fight
i can't talk bout it or vent
but if i die tonight

i die fighting, and stand tall
my kind don't run
we don't fall
and beating you will be fun