you have to live with what you can't kill
you have to live with what won't die
you have to live with what you wish
were dead you have to live with what
you want to die you have to live with
out the mask sometime you have to cry
you can't always be just fine how
how do you feel is it too much to ask
extracting an open honest response
things don't go away like chicken pox
you can't kill a robot you can only
destroy one no one has to like everyone
can you be alright if cried out all night
still alive and don't know why haunted
by those who have passed by and
suddenly disappeared into atmosphere
bitter angry misplaced disappointed
wishing time would yield for a moment
long enough to catch what's left of breath
nothing warps life like death so easily
letting go instead of saying stay awhile
knowing being a child is only for awhile