I try to be the one you can trust,
But I dont know how.
All I can do is hide.
The knife I hold in my hand,
The blade shines off the light.
The blood pours from this wound.
The wound that went so ever deep.
I fight all of these wars.
But the battle has yet to be won.
Won on the inside.
The life i hold in my hands
no one can save me from this fate
I have placed upon me.