no matter how hard he tries
he can never find
in himself the things that are right

never happy with himself
or anyone else
how can he still be human

forget family
forget friends
nothing matters in the end

insecere in secerity
nothing but fear and toxicity
what will he amount to

nothing, it means nothing
something, he wants something
but he cant find it in himself

always down on his life
always full of such strife
clinging tighyly around the knife

being blown from here to there
never understanding all the stares
not seeing those that care

doomed to a life of solidarity
placed there in such clarity
he knows its all his fault

nothing, it means nothing
something, he wants something
he wont let anyone find it in him

struggles to smile lightly
looking to the sun brightly
stretching it ever so tightly

the smile cracks and falls
bring back the somber walls
nothing needs to get in tonight

nothing, it means nothing
something, he needs something
he killed himself in his dreams
but now comes the time
to bring the knife along the bloodline
its all he can do to stifle the sigh

whats it all mean
why cant anything be what it seems to be
not just cold air amongst steam
not just pain
i want warmth in my heart again
 
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