untitled.

this knows to much for me,
leaves an opening,
spits out my fears,
takes out my heart
and pulls me down.

why is it the strong
have nothing to show,
are told they are nothing, know
not a thing.

i would follow you
to the ends of my rope,
if you let me in,
you showed me
the things you are hiding.

but it knows too much for you
doesn't it.
drowns out your fears,
pulls you down,
to the end of your rope.

do not follow their words,
how long will it last you,
how long will you last.