wake up

don't you see?
its all happening,
everything you thought would happen,
only before anything happened. its not understood

should have known,
a reason was not required, so this is how it is
just sit back and say, pain comforts
'hey, that's life'

trust in everything to turn for the worst,
you really can't look at things from a different angle, when its been betrayed
its not easy cause you know what hoping does,
already experienced.

you lie down to think of the worst, wasted effort
cause happiness comes from getting
whatever that is better than that thought,
and so the lowliest gift sparks fire. why isn't anything being done?

never satisfied, never receiving,
living that way, you live with disappointments,
where anyone who enters, unbelievable
stays as a predictable disappointment.

fearing the rope that binds,
o how strong it seems to be able to hold anything, why can't it stay?
yet time comes and it rots away,
you naive gullible human. you were different

already seen the mess,
still you get into in, please
knowing how the outcome will be,
yet you do it all.

don't you see its all an individual work?
no one is helping you, its futile work, need it be this way?
when you bring it up, temporary sympathy,
o a sudden desire to be apart of your life.

you can only relate with weakness, but its wanted
when its over, supposed conscience paid off,
you are left back in the dark,
only to try once more. dawn is coming soon

give it up,
its obvious, why is it different?
pointless,
as it should not have been.