Quitter

I feel like deep wrapped up in pain and trouble
And waves of strife are eating at my heart;
I lock myself inside these thoughts and wonders
And watch my loving hummingbird depart.

I wouldn’t even look me in the mirror;
I never thought my weakness was so great
And that when times are hard I’m but a quitter
Whose trust had shrunk and lost his self-respect.

I show so little passion and conviction,
I feel so small when things start going wrong;
I let my dreams die down and all my vision
Goes black like lyrics in a Manson song.

And while I never fight and get defeated
I feel unworthy of this shallow soul;
My arms are weak and dull, my heart has lifted
And all that’s left of me are shame and bones.