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Surrender


 

We strive to just be, always trying to deceive

Hoping that maybe, just maybe, we can find a minute of peace

But now our hands are tainted red with all the lies that we bled

We've somehow gotten tangled in our own destructive web

The truth has become obscure and like a ray of light, it bends

Without a second thought

Throw our caution to the wind

 

In a moment of clarity you’ll see that you can’t tell a truth from a lie

Nor the ground from the sky

 

Looking in the mirror, asking

How does it feel to live a pseudo life?

Is it everything you thought it would be?

Was it worth sacrificing everything that made you unique?

Just another face in the crowd

Nothing about you ever stands out

You’ve transformed yourself to look like everyone else

 

It's a struggle finding your way back

You dug a hole so deep every direction you turn is pitch black

Every bridge you crossed was burned

Every friendship you had was scorched

And your beloved reputation was torched

 

I remember how you used to be, with that heart of gold

A soul that shined like a guide through the sinister night

But now I look at you and all I see is desperation for a life you remember

But the ill-fated truth is you can’t save the life you willingly surrendered.

 

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