Trying to find the way down a narrow, winding way
In darkness, unbalanced
Feeling the fall that waits
For one misstep
What's the point, except something to crash down onto
Some jagged thing
Made of up indifference
And I the fool for having believed.
I'm done trying.
Go away, stupid dreams
Go away and pester someone else
Who can give you what you want
What you deserve
Quit trying to shape me into your realization.
I've given over everything of myself
And still you clamor for more
Never seeing that you have taken what little of the best there is
Used it all up
And hate what's left.