That Whole Thing About Helen Keller Was Horseshit

Your stare is like a gunshot wound
Warm, but fatal
Even with prior knowledge of what is to come, I still press on
Toward imminent danger
I will be hurt again and again
But still I find myself back where I always am...
Miserable lashing out against those who mean no harm
Rage overwhelms me quicker
But less frequent than it use to
I wish I knew which was the greater evil
Do you see what you do to me?
As soon as I have you figured out
You flip my world again
You're everything i want and never hope to be