Empty

Mess

Look at the mess
The mess you have made of me

Your eyes are closed
You cannot hear
You pretend because it's easier than admitting your fears

Look at this hell
The hell you have forced us to live in

You prefer to pretend
You prefer to play games but you never want them to end

Look at what you have done
We are based on lies

You are self destructive
I got cut on your edges, but baby I broke you.