12 hours after Noon

I will not scream, I will not cry
I will not run, I will not hide
Take for example my ways
And use them in your haze

Take it like a man
Surely, you'll think you can
But you won't, you'll continue to cry
Until finally I slit you'r throat, but so suddenly? I don't want you to die

You may begg and you may pleed
You may even go as far as to get on your knees
But I will never give in
So, surely, under the circumstances, I will win

I may feed you some sympathy
But this synthesis is what makes me, me
As every fiber of you
Is crushed under the weight of all you couldn't do, or just plain didn't do

You've seemed soo perfect, as perfect as can be
But that's only what the blind eyes will see
You'll go insane under the weight
Of your own self inflicted pain

It's a senile delusion
But we've already come to the mortafying conclusion
That i'm not really there
It's only a few tools you'll never share

So tell me how it'll be, quickly, hanging, pain
Or none of the three
This isn't you, of coarse
You'd never do something soo rash in remorse

But it's all you can do
As the pain is already killing you
A knife to the eye
And to the wrists, makes your blood run dry

But who's to say
You know the way so soon
Contemplate it another day
And we'll meet back here 12 hours after Noon