Infinitely am I aware of my faults
My bloody tears are filled with salts

I deceive people without trying
I laugh and smile even while I'm crying

I can't get close or be someone's friend
All my relationships come to a teary end

The harder I try, the less I get what I want
The bigger I feel, the more I act like a grunt

My past would shame a convicted felon
My head is emptier than a rotten melon

The words I say are empty of meaning
Try as I might my soul still needs cleaning

I fill up pages with mindless chatter
I throw tantrums when nothing's the matter

I hide myself away so I can't be found
I suffer through pain without making a sound

I stand alone in a crowded room
I live my life in a dark, dusty tomb

I do as much as I possibly can
But still I can't accomplish a single plan

I runaway wanting only to be caught
I remember only what should be forgot.