lying here, just waiting to be
dying near the moment i failed the
test, i'm sick of trying, did my
best there's no denying, i can't
seem to find the purpose, it's lost
in my mind and what hurts us is not
knowing what we're doing, where we're
going, what we're pursuing, and i
ask myself why bother, will what
i have felt try another, will they
understand the reason that love
sometimes turns to treason

i can't stand anymore of this
vainly shaking a blasphemous fist
one more thing that i won't miss
finished

fears denied relief from all the
tears i cried but pity's not what i
seek, but my only solace is to
speak the conflict that exists between my
heart and mind i've tried to do my
part to find the resolution that
gives the fight some value, and that
is something i can do, I just
want a simple answer that is
not more questions to hamper my de-
sire to just be stable to re-
quire a hope to enable

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