Surface

its become clear
that noone knows
im coming apart
see pride means nothing when youre crawling on the ground
if only youd see
for once in your life

i fall
seem to replace a life
paralyzed by apathy
we crawl now
can seem to deny
all the things that destroy me
threatened by a common delusion
a misplaced sense of immunity
brought down
why such abuse on me?
because, you see, i ask for it

i ask for it

i dont care
it doesnt matter
you wont need it anyway
i cant feel
i dont believe it
it wont numb all the pain
i dont care
it doesnt matter
you wont need it anyway
i cant feel
i dont believe it
this wont take you from your place to die

i thought
things would improve with time
pathetic notions from a broken man
let go
detatch from ties that bind
just scatter
carry on
leave behind
your worthless solution try
to accept what you cannot be
why not just give up and waste away?
at least on the surface everything is fine