Poems And Songs, Hun.

None Of Us Believe

None of us believe.

Skipping meals cause I think I deserve the hunger.
Want it to go back to the way it was when I was younger.
When life was clear and bright.
When I was being honest when I said I was fine.

Lies falling out as quick as the blood dripping from my knee.
Is this the way life has to be?
Everyone says its not, it'll be okay!
But none of us believe what they say.

Arm and knee bleeding,
My head spinning,
Feeling bad, angry and sad,
And no one's there to help make me feel glad.

About all the good stuff in life, yeah it's there,
But it's never there enough, it's something we never hear.
Okay. As long as you smile, that's how life will be
That's what the voices say, but they lie to me.

Skipping meals cause I think I deserve the hunger.
Want it to go back to the way it was when I was younger.
When life was clear and bright.
When I was being honest when I said I was fine.

Lies falling out as quick as the blood dripping from my knee.
Is this the way life has to be?
Everyone says its not, it'll be okay!
But none of us believe what they say.

Everytime I try to help, I mess up
Everyone tells me I'm too loud, so I've shut up.
I won't speak, won't cry, won't laugh. I'll be silent.
Not sure if it's good, but it makes the voices violent.

Coming at me from every angle, making me unsure
And uncertainty makes me insecure
It's funny cause I'm always indecisive, unable to choose
No matter what I pick, I'll always loose.

Skipping meals cause I think I deserve the hunger.
Want it to go back to the way it was when I was younger.
When life was clear and bright.
When I was being honest when I said I was fine.

Lies falling out as quick as the blood dripping from my knee.
Is this the way life has to be?
Everyone says its not, it'll be okay!
But none of us believe what they say.

I can't tell anyone about others, because then they get mad
Telling me that it's my fault they feel bad
Unable to help them though tough times
Cause most of what I say is lies.

When things get too hard, I tell someone to help.
Cause I can't do everything by myself.
But clearly that's not what I should have done
Because now all they say is, "Don't tell anyone."

Skipping meals cause I think I deserve the hunger.
Want it to go back to the way it was when I was younger.
When life was clear and bright.
When I was being honest when I said I was fine.

Lies falling out as quick as the blood dripping from my knee.
Is this the way life has to be?
Everyone says its not, it'll be okay!
But none of us believe what they say.