Written whilst listening to Placebo Ask for answers
I don't know what makes me so untouchable
I don't know what makes so unlovable
I don't know why
Every advance, challenged
Every feeling, negated
Every love, lost
I try to be strong
I try to be complete
A full perfect circle
But if this were true, it wouldn't be this hard
It wouldn't be this hard to be seen
To be heard
To be felt
Instead I listen to the awkward sound of someone walking backwards
Or a car being put into reverse
The lies pour out of your mouth, like a beautiful waterfall in a secluded spot
They are only for me, and I quench my self hatred with them
I drink up every shallow promise, every feable excuse