what you've become

tears of posion drip of my cheeks

burning my flesh on the way down

you pull me down to climb back up

your like a hateful attack

not knowing when you'll fire the gun

or if you will at all

you make me fall down only so you can tower over

you cut me only so you can see the blood

you insult me so you can feel better

this is a sick world

whorled in imagination

what to do next

im like a book to you

turn the page and im gone

you hate me but i hate you more

your clever but im cleverer

its like a challenge to hit the highest target

even if you can't see it at all

you pretend to be someone that your really not

im tired and i already fought

but giving up isnt a dessition

i cry for you but i keep my distance

the truth is im afraid

of what you have become

tears of poison drip of your cheeks