Atlas shrugged his shoulders,
And the world fell onto mine.

In my footsteps
No one should follow.

For the razor cuts deep
And blood will fall.

When I say:

"I'm okay"

I want someone to look in my eyes and say:

"Tell me the truth."

If only they would look past that stupid grin on your face and see the pain that harbours in those eyes.

You can barely hold on to reality
let alone save others from insanity