It's all make believe, isn't it?

I’ll just walk away

and never come back

I’ll hide a spine of steel

Beneath my back.

Tear ducts will close

Faces will freeze

Time will stop turning

For all the anger in me

With blood silently boiling

And a war inside my head

I’ll stare at you with eyes

Which can only be dead

Living and surviving,

two very seperate things.

Someone seemed to melt together

After all the pain life brings.

For now,

I’ll calcify

And nuture

my heart of stone

After all, why suffer with people,

When you can flourish alone?

It’s no longer a temporary fix,

or a permanent crutch.

I’m full of resentment,

and I’ve been angry too much.

Concealing my rage,

and hoping for the best

Took away my soul and sanity

And laid my hope to rest.

I can’t help but wonder

if they target my kind

Volatile, but trusting

Potentially weak of mind.

Far too willing

and eager to please.

They tear apart your world,

and drag you to your knees.

I will not give in

I might give up, if I could.

But what’s the use in stopping now?

There must be something good.

But pleasure is shadowed,

dampened by the rain.

Fear and deciet?

But above all, pain.