Sugar Coat

Looking back you try to understand
Marring all thoughts in your head
Becoming angry you shake a feeble hand
Defying the lie that you’ve led

Strained to hear the questions
Loath to find the answers
Burn to know the reason

Blur everything I see for real
But I’m breathing
Blur everything I see for real
But I’m bleeding
Blur everything I see for real
But I’m breathing
Blurry is the hand that feeds you.

Answers come in pieces: clandestine
Warring inside of your head
Riddles burn through gaps inside your mind
Vying unabated for control

Strained to hear the questions
Loath to find the answers
Burn to know the reason

Blur everything I see for real
But I’m breathing
Blur everything I see for real
But I’m bleeding
Blur everything I see for real
But I’m breathing
Blurry is the hand that feeds you.