Split

Well, I've found in my search for clarity That nothing I've lost belongs to me I'll never take the fall or crawl on my knees For this dread, I won't let consume my dreams Will we ever find the art in the atrophy? Shame painted on the walls, etched in the stone Cold face of me dying alone There is nothing worth the wait For peace, I'm always counting Every second I don't break Do you even care? I'm split in my head I'm torn between the things I know and the ways I cope I'm sinking again With the thought you need to grow, but you know you won't In and out, playing tricks on my shadow self You said that I can't be a quitter Spilling lies under the guise of getting better Yeah, I'm getting better, never better balanced I'm starting to crack images Nailed to the cross and eulogies For the fallen hope that withers every second I believe Come to find that some things are exactly as they seem I'm split in my head I'm torn between the things I know and the ways I cope I'm sinking again With the thought you need to grow, but you know you won't It's hard to see compassion through the red Bitter hate has taken center stage again But I'm not done fighting with the world I'm in Are you sick of it yet, all this pity?