i know you lay your head on the edge
sometimes i bet you can even taste the blade
you seem to have such a hard time
to deal with the ways everyone has taken
no really i don't know
the ghost that threw
your mind in such a desperate act
i wish that i could guess
the code to your silence
the words your mouth won't pronounce
you like to show indifference
in very subtle movements
no i've never claimed to have solutions
when we'd all tend to sink in bitterness.