Casually cruel in the name of being honest
Secretly, I am broken
From where I stand is so easy to ignore your entire existence
But can I vent to you?
It's hard being an overachiever
I wouldn't cry over things
I would just drown in an already existing river.

I can't make up my mind
Sometimes, my hands are tied
At other times, my hands are let loose
I can not decide if I want to fight
Do I even want to conquer the world?

Throwing knives until one gets stuck in the eye
So you are weakened for throwing...