Pushed down, packed below
Realizations await needed daylight
Familiar stings, disappointing displays
Giving away too much faith again,
I said I wanted truth
Signs shown but I ignored it all
So here I am in a pit of lackluster experiences allowed by passive views
Once again fifty percent is just too much so when I’m done crying during showers
Tough moves will see daylight instead of masks, okay written in blood
Time and effort reveals enemies within saying life is okay with responsibilities tossed on one side.
Evidence smeared over our words
Choices revealing lack of effort
They don’t even know where they want to be
Can but won’t lift a finger without personal need
Just say okay
Familiar stings, disappointing displays.