it’s hard to believe
i cannot exist without you
as hard as i’ve tried
i cannot confess completely
these words will lament you
and do sorts of likewise behavior
it’s just part of the curse
i’m just trying to stay alive
are you out there
are you listening at all
are you out there
are you listening
to anything i’ve said
it’s hard to admit
my weaknesses can consume me
i search for the cure
in the bottles of buried volumes
the joke of it is
i express myself without purpose
yet you devour my smallness
the madness to make believe
if i can pretend, i don’t depend
i can deny, deny, denial
yet when push comes to shove
and all the above
i decide to live the lie