My lack of a view makes itself known

We're locked in a cycle of loathing and lust

It's a suicide trap, it's a broken feeling

It's bound to turn us all to dust

I wanted to befriend a world that smacked me in return

My wounded pride and bruises testament to failure

I'm just as scared and lonely as the rest of them

I'm just as flawed and broken as the best of them

These are our times

Blood and the tears we no longer cry

Shed what's left and give in

Look to the sky and take it in

Devoid of anything human I walk on

We're locked in a cycle of despair that's heaven sent

My brother turns his back on me finally

We're devoid of anything but our torment

The might of our pride and strength

A brittle kiss shattering fragile hearts

I'm eager to please as the rest of them

I'm eager to die like the rest of them

These are our times

Blood and the tears we no longer cry

Shed what's left and give in

Look to the sky and take it in

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