Be What

Be what you ask me to
I am fading and bitter
I cry out to no one
Chase me 'til I foul
Ask if I'm certain
Shut up and listen

You stand tall in my arms
Waiting for the fall
Honesty will find me
Come seeping through my pores

Veins that stick out from my neck
Silence
Grave remorse
Someone's shadow down the hall
Creeping by my door

Shame your filthy relation
Pray for them to stay
And be what?
Be what
Be what
Be what
Be what
Be what
Be what
Be what