passing .

i've tried and tried
but i'm sick of trying
give up once
and you start lying

give up twice
and you find yourself fighting
give up again
and the good starts dying

and you find yourself
trying harder in bed
to forget all the nastier things
that he said

but you'll find out
he was using you too
turning you black
to hide the purple and blue

you can run very far
but your feet touch the ground
and you can whisper tales of terror
so your friends will make a sound

you can watch old movies
in the cold rain
but nothing can help
reduce the pain

you replay the scene
again in your head
but no one can help
but forget that you're dead

so it's time to forgive
and just go to bed
and try with all might
to forget what i've said