Dead Poetic

Im only patient enough to please the masses for so long.
My brittle arms cannot hold up all the walls in this falling tomb.
Im only caring enough (Drowning in expectation.)
To love oppressors for so long.
Until I begin to crack (I cannot disappoint them)
And the monster will soon come back.
Ive got to cut the tube that feeds the undying need for this peace.
Ill self-destruct and die, if you dont allow me breathing room.
Save me from my phobia of failing you again.
Ill self-destruct and die, from the strain of pleasing the masses.
Im the dying pacifist.
I dont need you to stop. I only need you to understand.
I dig this dagger myself (and twist and turn until Im numb)
And Ill continue until you end it.
Ive got to cut the tube that feeds the undying need for this peace.
Ill self-destruct and die, if you dont allow me breathing room.
Save me from my phobia of failing you again.
Ill self-destruct and die, from the strain of pleasing the masses.
Im the dying pacifist.
Im addicted to being something they will look up to and
Im begging for someone, something, to bring me back to you.
Ill self-destruct and die, if you dont allow me breathing room.
Save me from my phobia of failing you again.
Ill self-destruct and die, from the strain of pleasing the masses.
Im the dying pacifist.
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