With pitiful ignorance, and sad obedience,
I've become the bigoted minority.
I drink more and more with each passing day,
Trying to keep a bright smile on my face.
With forgotten purpose, and lost dreams,
My eyes are filled with emptiness.
People can be so unkind, I feel so alone,
How many drink does it take, how much do I need to kill myself?
I'm inadequate, I'll never be good enough for you.
I am assaulted by self-scrutiny,
Running breathless, just ahead of defeat,
I am incomplete despite my efforts to be happy.
I smile with a torn and bleeding heart,
Hidden behind this mask of grins, and lies.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us,
I've tried, and failed to find myself.
Life has been bitter, my mind has denatured,
I cannot stop the end, just one last drink?
