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Given Up
the blood drips down and across the skin
the blood is the tears behind the grin
it is the sorrow behind the mask
it is the happy smile given when asked
if anythings wrong, i tell the lie
then turn aroud and with a sigh
i tell the truth but its already too late
youve left me here with this bloodied slate
of my own lies and fractured mind
ive given up on trying to find
a cure for me, or reason for you
a reason not to do what i do
it makes me feel better, it makes me feel good
it makes me feel something like i know that i should
and so i drag the blade across the skin
and lay it open to see what lies within
if nothing comes then i know that im dead
and at that moment i can lay down my head
in resolution, in apathy
ill die right then, dont care if you dissagree
it will be my one true victory over myself
ill have found one way to truely go
ill have found one way to really know
what i am truely capapble of
