Hopeless

All you care to just ever do,

is fight for something new;

All i think of lately,

is all sorrow of me;

for both our sake,

im keeping the fake;

cloudy days have no sun,

no pun intended and no fun;

family is nowhere,

sadness prevails;

there is this eerie quiet,

that kills, kills, in stills...

what can is say,

when all i do is quit...

i quit the game,

i always do,

but then it draws me back in,

further game lost and further sin...