simplification
complicated endeavor
a lifelong cycle

I can't remember the last time I touched your face
But I can feel your cheekbones digging into my mind like the feeling of taking a shovel
hollowing out my own grave to lie in
When was the last time I was able to run my fingers through your hair?
Untangling hair is easy, but I haven't yet found anything
to get out the knots in my stomach
If someone asked me what color your eyes were, I couldn't tell them
But I could explain just how it felt when they looked into mine
Like when you look into the sun and are blinded by its immense beauty, so blinded
you can't see the inevitable damage it inflicts upon every pore
Except I haven't yet found anything to protect myself from your stare
What if my skin burns before you can feel it again
And how will you feel if you're too bright that I can't look anymore?
You might begin to miss the fact that nobody can look at you the way I do
before you even realize I can
And I could tell them how you felt when mine looked into yours
despite the fact that you can't
Because you don't know what it's like to feel something other than your own fear
But I'm not afraid of you anymore, I have no fear
I have some hope you can have, it's been growing for quite some time
And I may have some more strength left, although dealing with you feels like
running to a destination that doesn't exist
I'm tired of being selfish and hogging all the feelings
And I think I'll share
with you

I came into this life with no friends
so whats the purpose to make amends
if they had a purpose, they would of came in this world with me right?
****, friends at even with me every night.
where are they when it gets dark? cause thats when it usually peak
why aren't they in my mind, to help me find the light I seek
yea its great to have fun and sip on alcohol
but who does it hurt when I'm drunk and fall?
Why cant friends take away the pain I feel
do they know that I starve as a meal
they say friends come and go
but if you're going to go then don't come
cause you'll waiting on the street like a ***
a friend is just a fiend in disguise
drop the r and even you can see with your eyes
but our eyes are what made us see them in the first place
It's amazing what you can see with your eyes closed
Especially if you have a vision
Or how you could have everything
And still think about everything missing
Like I probably remember the times I missed out on
More than the ones I lived
I probably remember the haters that I did have
More than friends I did
Ya feel me?