Not Your Fucking Fault
They don’t know why I’m smiling
Don’t know what I’ve decided
Oh sweetheart
You don’t know
How could you?
Your just like them
Just as naive
Just as beautifully innocent
Just as delicate
Just as fucking delusional
This smile is a bitter one
It is one of a dying person
The pills are ready
The knife is ready
I am so so ready
Two words
Might make me turn around
“Just stay”
But you stay silent
And that is my death sentence
It’s not really your fault
But I wonder
If you just stopped
Would you have realised
Should you have realised
My time is running out.