i hate this part
little by little im slowly drifiting apart
bruised and cut my heart
yet i don't wanna give it up
its not over its not the end
i still wanna fight still wanna defend
for everything that i ever stand for
the cause and effect is killing me
misty and bleak
all that surround is weak
im like a kid who can only see feet
longing for candy
sweetness lingering
smiles brightening
peace of mind when i get that cake
furious anger and hate
shudder and shake
strainous tension that it might break
under pressure that it seems so fake
this issue of mine never seems to go
feels like my life is at stake