Take My Hand
Go ahead and take my hand.
Because you can't always take my life.
Stop promising me I'll get better.
When my mind knows only the strife.
Go ahead and try to move me.
I can't feel my real emotions anymore.
All I know is that my eyes are dark.
And my head is caved toward to the floor.
I'll admit I'm always trying to understand.
But I can't pretend to be everything I'm not.
Come on now, there's got to be another way.
Everything is different from what you thought.
You look at me as if all I am is crazy.
Try to understand I don't exactly want to die.
I just want to go away and unleash my tears,
because it would be so much easier if I could just cry.
Cry I cannot and scream I cannot.
Just like you think it's impossible to be hard.
You keep talking about fate and playing our hand.
A forgotten way of saying 'Play fate's cards.'
But you don't understand what it's like to be me.
And there's no way I can reach out to the above star.
For once even the smile on your face is fake.
And the land holds a difference too far.
You act like you've seen judgement and what's right.
But you've never known to see what's wrong.
And so life moves in a lamet of words.
An angry torrent of a forgotten song.
So go ahead and take my hand.
Take my whole life if you want straight through.
But you're wrong if you expect me to love.
It's the one thing I can never do.