true that I allow kindness to escape away from me
separate my fingers so that it falls away gently
watch it dissipate and disappear around dark corners
all the friendly false promises made as I grow older
and it’s true that I am fickle in my vision and aim
turn my back to ambitions as they go up in flames
sabotage my surroundings until everything is ruin
then rattle my chains and plead before the prosecution
the approaching end of days makes me reckless
makes me want to be selfish and undo my progress
makes me flinch from love, withdraw in solitude
fall increasingly away from kindness and gratitude
the truths of childishness have a chokehold on me
pretending ignorance to all the pains of empathy
distanced from those who would tell me to do better
nothing left but to use hatred to hold myself together
separate my fingers so that it falls away gently
watch it dissipate and disappear around dark corners
all the friendly false promises made as I grow older
and it’s true that I am fickle in my vision and aim
turn my back to ambitions as they go up in flames
sabotage my surroundings until everything is ruin
then rattle my chains and plead before the prosecution
the approaching end of days makes me reckless
makes me want to be selfish and undo my progress
makes me flinch from love, withdraw in solitude
fall increasingly away from kindness and gratitude
the truths of childishness have a chokehold on me
pretending ignorance to all the pains of empathy
distanced from those who would tell me to do better
nothing left but to use hatred to hold myself together