Inconstancy

Spit me your best lies

Tell me why you hide your indulgences

You think your paths will be easier

As you feel the weigth of fault

You're throwing in the sea of selfishness

That brings you only fear and uncontrol

I can not see reason to maim yourself so much

Someones care, someones not

You always say we are dying

In this anguish and boring

But I want you understand

We are dying anyway

In the happiest days, in the borest days

Inconstancy is a mistake

And here there's no any space to mistakes

Mercy of nobody helps you so don't be afraid

Of hope and better days

After all

What can we catch

To save ourselves?