Tears are signs of weakness,
so I guess that makes me weak.
Like falling petals from a rose,
like those who cannot speak.
We've all slammed our heads against doors,
wondering where we went wrong.
the truth is, we need to realize. we've been wrong from the start.
Nothing was ever right about what we did, what we chose to do, or what we were forced to do,
there was nothing right in that. because we're human,
and humans can't do a fucking this right.