i always knew it was there
i made myself think i didn't care
but it's so obvious now
and i start asking how?

all my life it's been there
dealing by saying i don't care
but that excuse has worn thin
i'm not sure what that can mean

it's hard to face something
something you thought meant nothing
it's so hard to face it
let alone solve it

things are much more complicated
this thing i've always hated
it doesn't make sense
that i should feel so tense

but it hasn't started, no, not truly
or to myself i'm tricking really
it's simple to solve
but, no, you wouldn't want to be involved

maybe i'll take a reckless dive
and hopefully come back sane and alive
but i'm sure i'll still be living
i'll live to face this again.

and again and again and again
until it WILL stop mattering.