Twisted Into Form - Instinct Solitaire

So quickly we judge
There's no benefit of doubt
Never bend, never budge

How lacking in hope
There's no weakness in trust
Will you care, will you cope?

Where to hide?
This is the thick brick wall
This is the stumbled fall
This is how to crawl
This is the weak in all
This is me all small
This is my wake-up call
To nurture, not use
Where's the quickening of hearts?
Once was love, now abuse

In you I'm confined
I'm no longer alive
Do you care, do you mind?

This is the thick brick wall
This is the stumbled fall
This is how to crawl
This is the weak in all
This is me all small
No final curtain call