It's not you
But everyone hides behind their cliche's
Everyone but me
The only thing I hide from
Besides reality
Is the fear of letting go
Of opening up to someone
Who could initially hurt me
More than a slow and painful death
I have always involved myself in casual relationships
And avoided ones where I could easily become very attached
So as not to tear too much of my soul out
When it was over
Funny how I tried to remain separate...
Yet I always end up picking pieces of my shattered heart
Out of the burned and disreguarded cracks in the stones
I can't even fathom how alike we are
Both searching for the same answers
Never getting what we need out of life
Scorning the hypocrites of the world,
While only wishing to be less hated
Less looked down upon with contempt
And less aware of how people really are
Whoever said ignorance is bliss really knew their shit
If only we could all pretend that everyone is ok
You and I know the real answer to that
Nothing is ok
Nor will it ever be ok
Unless someone does somthing about it
But nobody will
Nobody cares
Some who want to care become self-righteous
Evoked of apathetic good deeds
Feeling importance
I don't want their God Damn Charity Sympathy
I'd rather hide behind my sinful vail
I believe that it is better to know yourself completly
And be hated by the world
Than be loved by the world and not know yourself at all
Maybe this seems a little farfetched
Because everyone needs love
Nobody can shelter themselves completly
In the depths of their own soul
No matter how strong they think they are
My problem is that I can't find a happy medium
I just go from day to day
Hiding behind my pretty face
And my sympathetic heart
Helping those who are hurting
But everyone walks all over me
Now my face is less pretty
My sympathy less widespread
I promised myself never to let them be my demise
But in my build up of protection from their words
And my need to harden myself from them
I have hardened myself from the ones who care for me as well
So I just wanted to say
For my own sanity
And maybe a little bit of yours
It's not you
It's my pathetic attempt at protecting myself from something
I don't need protection from
...If only my head and my heart
Would talk to each other once and a while...