i do't believe in love
i don't believe in anything
all things are amiss
in my confusion abyss
i don't believe in hate
but i don't believe things last
all of life is sharp
especially the dullest parts
i've given up on holding hands
i given up on holding
yet all of myself i conceal
to faces but the knifes
i've given up on camera lights
i've given up on all things bright
all of me is nothing
and nothing i shall always be