I finally understand
"you're ****** if you don't and ****** if you do"
if you do what's best for you and that's all
you end up hurting those closest to you

you can please some people all the time
and all people some of the time
but you can't please everyone all the time
how true

****** if you don't and ****** if you do!

but it happened
and as i lay listening to your breaths
your words flow in my hear
i don't hear
with each ****** of mistaken passion
i look up at the stars on a night so cold
you said it was bound to occur
and so i stare into the mirror afterwards
not knowing who she is anymore
the lines in her face are obscured
clothing myself in guilt
inside i have already been crying
she's looking back at me
and i'll be ******

she is smiling

...and when your insides hurt so
beyond the realm of what you know
is it then that you grasp on for dear light

...or do you let go?