Growing stronger, more able.
More opportunity, life stable.
Then, why do I feel like falling apart?
Stupid, faithless, ignorant heart…
I pick apart your words all the while,
I’m the only one to whom you never smile.
Sorry if I am such a disgrace,
Or simply wasted space.
Falling or failing, with slacking fortification.
Stumbling ideas, and I’m lacking coordination.
I know that you lied, I was there when you cried,
So hard for you I tried, so why can’t you decide?
I don’t ask for anything more anymore.
You can never be her, what are you trying for?
Asking you, like all the rest, to stay safe and sound.
But, honestly, I know you’ll never stay around…