Out of Breath
I might fall over hopeless lies
Something I’ve done over 100 times
I can’t always tell the difference between
Your insults and your advice
My eyes fail to stay strong
Until the early morning
Hopeless ignoring
The hold that morality has taken on me.
I might run
But I can’t hide
From your hopeless lies
A track I’ve ran 100 times
Exhausted eyes
On a translucent prize.