Bored, lonely, frustrated, scared, depressed, hopeless, vulnerable, angry..
I look in the mirror, I hate what I see. I hate who I am, I hate being me..
I crash down hard upon the sand
I bubble, froth and then disband
You cannot hold me in your arms
I am not real at all
I’m like a beam of light that flashed
Before it screeched its breaks and crashed
You cannot love a wreck like me
I am not lovable
Stand up upon the edge of time
And find a fragile dream of mine
You cannot make this one come true
I am not saveable