I Hope You Find Your Tree

These smiles hang like great art
Plasters over a broken jaw
No tree can grow to heaven
Unless its roots reach down to hell
But these glass bones can't keep digging anymore
The bloodied dirt makes the failures to understand

Wait, it's just another mistake
Another line I couldn't let lie on the page
Wait, it's just another mistake
Another line from this blind architect

Wait, it's just another mistake
Another line I couldn't let lie on the page
Wait, it's just another mistake

I'm tired of being strung up to these hateful machines
That seek to expose my inadequacies
The way the words don't come alive anymore
I'm tired of the exile, and I'm tired of how I tire of myself
Just be quiet and get inside, they only tolerate you anyway

Wait, it's just another mistake
Another line I couldn't let lie on the page
Wait, it's just another mistake
Another line from this blind architect

Wait, it's just another mistake
Another line I couldn't let lie on the page
Wait, it's just another mistake

The darkness drips in my periphery
All over the destruction in me
I can't stop shaking in this quiet storm
We all need a little quiet just to keep it together
To mend the cracks that we perceive
And every perfect moment I slipped

At the end of this cosmic trap I set
Swept in the current
I am gone