Goddamit... The most fucked up week ever, personally...

DiReCtIoN

I've known faces
That have disappeared in time
Find me wrapped in glass
Now slowly soaked in time

All people have faces
made to make you cry
I've seen this and wondered
What I've done to justify

I'm smeared across the room
And doused in blood
You wore me like a stain
Yet I'm the one who's obscene

No attention to your
Simple little indiscretions
I have no right to win
Just caught up in all the battles

The end of my end
It simplifies my means
All I ever do is pay for
My every attempt to evade

I can't handle anything
If i can't handle you
Either way it better be
No one better ever pity me

Caught up in all my
Fuckin' bastardly directions
I've got all time to lose
Don't YOU fucking pity me