Still Seem to Pray

Afraid it will come back Up like a shadow Up like his smoke Rolling in with the tide Even when I hide I'm afraid it will find me I'm afraid I'm still to week to fight Because I remember how Giving up was once so simple I let it take over my body I cared to much But cared to little I know that's a tricky line To try to understand But it's exactly what it was like I couldn't live up to perfectionism So,I pretended not to care I couldn't change the world So, I pretended I could bare Bare the pain I took in From her eyes From the memories that haunt and dance in my mind Bare to know I can't be perfect I can't save her to save my life Even when finally things are over In the back of my mind my hands are still tied So, I'm trying to reach out to possitives in the past But even those run so fast leaving only these memories to taste leaving only the future In which I have almost no faith But with my hands still tied I still seem to pray