selfish.

how can you give up the good?
like its just so easy for you to be unhappy
you're worse than me with that
and i was never meant to take it
why taunt yourself with endless nights
when you know you'll never live there?
you could find what you want
even if its not what they all wanted
and who are these false saints
left here for you to praise?
i commend you on your faith
but doubt they feel the same
i see their backs afront the gun
and i see you take it all in
i hope you get out one day love
but i'm starting to doubt you will



stream of thought at work..