I curse the day when being open was abandoned. Now my brothers see the weakness in my action And the way I walk screams defeat. My existence hurts those I love. This motion seems to drag me down. Without them there is defeat. And when you find me I will listen to your words. And they go with nothing more than a smile. I would like to think that this burning will soon die. Alone with hate for myself so save yourself. With a grin on my face. I am sorry. Take me back. Oh what forgiveness is? I say bury your secret.
defeat, grin, motion, forgiveness, abandoned