Gun Held To The Head Of The World

Dear Self,

I love to watch you struggle

But I hate to see you cry

What good is trying to save the masses

When you can't save yourself?

I blame me for my betrayal

You reach for me

Such love for a traitor

Like I am

My tears tonight prove I find I'm worthless

You're all I am

So we'll open up our eyes and see ourselves

For who we really are

Who are we?

Nothing short of nothing

Don't believe what you see

Again, and again

Your eyes see through these walls of mine

And hold onto my heart

One by one

They became like dead men

At the sound of the earth

As it calls forth it's tried and true

I see your face

I've never seen something so beautiful