Caught

Quiet, I'm thinking it's kind of difficult

I can't hold up the conversationit's difficult to sympathizemy need to resuscitate intensifiesthe bolt thrust sharp right between my eyesinside

I crumble, peri*******ng, intentionally, explicitlythere's nothing

I can dothere's nothing

I can donothing

I can do4, 3, 2, 1, boom explosionsdeep inside my headit feels as if a tank just ******* tore apart my insidessometimes

I wish that

I was deadit's me who's ping ponging back and forthacross this empty space

I'd rather be slammed by twothan to take anymoreso what's the useso what's the use(so what's the use?)

I never said

I'd take you down therenever said

I'd see it throughyet *******t just happens

I'll never know what ******* hell has put me through

I guess that

I deserve the beatingthe kind that's not intentionalwhy must

I do only things that please methere's definately no escape

I'm caught

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