Smashed with uncertainty.

Smashed the headless angels against the  concrete wall, when it was realized that they didn't care at all.

Pointless to make any claims, for nothing would be the same again. 

Smashed up inside, smashed head against the wall, another brick, another fall. 

Hopeless to the way it is  ... 
Over and over again. 

Ground hog day, a thorn in the side, another way of thinking too hard to find. 

Your a pick. 
Your a complication, your the reason, the teasing, the hate you gave to me. 

Your untold, you lack understanding. 

Just repeat the same old things, but don't remember the importance of things.