Path of Least Resistance
Why do I do this to myself, why do these words define me
Why do I pretend that you can see what I see
You can’t always get what you want, that’s life
Is that my hand wrapped around the handle of this knife?
It has never left my mind, always haunting my thoughts
I keep raising my fists, but I have never fought
I can hear the mirror calling my name
Wanting me to stare deep into my demise, but I will never tame
Under the hand of my silence
So I succumb under the hand of this violence
Under the cold nights on the bathroom floor
Telling myself I’ll be okay if I just wait one second more
One more second and I won’t break the promises I made
Those thoughts left for a moment, but the scars have stayed
To remind me that I can never be perfect, never even come close
To this image that you all held of me, let me hold my pose
Here in this moment, broken, wanting things to be different
Wanting to tell you I’m okay, and want to have meant it
What is okay. What is normal. Whatever it is, it isn’t me
I’m so lost, I wish I could see
Through these tears, but they are the only things that stay
When the rest of the world has faded to grey
I need some assistance
Even though I walk the path of least resistance
From my own self destruction
From the words I forgot to mention
When you asked me if I would make it through the night
Before I go, promise that you’ll leave on the light
Why do I pretend that you can see what I see
You can’t always get what you want, that’s life
Is that my hand wrapped around the handle of this knife?
It has never left my mind, always haunting my thoughts
I keep raising my fists, but I have never fought
I can hear the mirror calling my name
Wanting me to stare deep into my demise, but I will never tame
Under the hand of my silence
So I succumb under the hand of this violence
Under the cold nights on the bathroom floor
Telling myself I’ll be okay if I just wait one second more
One more second and I won’t break the promises I made
Those thoughts left for a moment, but the scars have stayed
To remind me that I can never be perfect, never even come close
To this image that you all held of me, let me hold my pose
Here in this moment, broken, wanting things to be different
Wanting to tell you I’m okay, and want to have meant it
What is okay. What is normal. Whatever it is, it isn’t me
I’m so lost, I wish I could see
Through these tears, but they are the only things that stay
When the rest of the world has faded to grey
I need some assistance
Even though I walk the path of least resistance
From my own self destruction
From the words I forgot to mention
When you asked me if I would make it through the night
Before I go, promise that you’ll leave on the light
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