Now bare with me
As I struggle to bare with myself
And these fragment ideas that I spend all my time trying to put into words
But to no avail
Forgotten beloved
Some malpracticed semblance of hate
I've never felt more alive than when I'm seeing through bloodshot eyes
Change my design, built to fail
I woke up dead again today
Screaming, but nothing
We've come to accept what we know as abandon
Ignoring the gleam in ones' eye
Change my design, built to fail
If I open myself up will you see something worthwhile
Or a mess of a child masquerading as a man