i hope you can give me the answers i am looking for
because no one else seems to have been here before
i turn to you when i am in need of you guidance the most
but to this feeling of despair, i am an unwanted host
i hold my heart, and squeeze it tight
hoping it will never give up the fight
i turn to leave you with watery eyes
dripping wet from your passive lies
habit creates a nest
preventing me from the best
i hope one day
i will have flown away
from my lonesome nest.