It's hard, you know:

Trying to sound profound,

When all you want to do

Is tear the world apart

Piece

By

Piece-

Throw it all away. And forget.

God,

I've forgotten what it's like

To forget.

Such things we take for granted:

Like sleep and tears and amnesia.

I miss seeing the seasons change. I miss warmth.

I miss the simple truth.

Yet each day,

I fight

To live the lie.

But some liar I am.

The evidence is clear

Underneath my clothes.