My mind feels like a space
Between a time and a place
That I can't quite figure out.

Can you trust me with your thoughts?
With the sadness and battles you've fought?
Please don't label me a stranger.

In solitude I question and mourn
All the promises they did sworn
I miss the blissful ignorance.

No one mentioned that the race of life
Is ran across a rusty steel knife
Over an abyss of closed eyes.

The bruising scars on my body
Have meaning in all they taught me
Although I've never quite liked purple.

I can't seem to start crying
I lose hope in even trying
But I fear my organs will all drown.

In the graveyard I play
Carelessly wasting the day
While standing in a six foot pit.

The mirror offers no kind words
They're the cruelst I've ever heard
Her voice is ever so familiar.