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It seeped out of my veins

And, now the world knows I’m lacking

Confidence, from the toll that living takes

It’s a rare occasion finding myself laughing

In the face of the critics

Who are so scared, themselves, of living

That they turn the rest of us into hypocrites

For even trying



And, now I feel so lost, it’s somewhat funny

And, now it’s so hard keeping a straight-face

It’s almost not worth the running

From the world’s judgmental gaze



Do your best to break me

I’ve faced them all and they couldn’t change me

So, who do you think you are

Thinking the wine’s not sweet enough for tasting

And, who do you think you are

Drinking from the vine that’s all but withering

In the earth that’s long since felt any love



These demon’s seem so crazy

Walking straight and narrow

Sucking hope from faith that’s fading

Like bone leaking marrow

And, boats leaking water

Sinking in the shallows of a harbor



And, now I feel so lost, it’s somewhat funny

And, now it’s so hard keeping a straight-face

It’s almost not worth the running

From the world’s judgmental gaze



And, now the gaze is fading

And, I’m still alone and shaking in my skin

The world’s still as it’s always been

And, there’s little hope in it ever changing

In the short period that any single man lives