Zoning out and wasting away
off in my own little world
labeled nothing more
than a whore.
but I know that out there somewhere
There's someone who still believes
that I won't turn out a failure
that it will not happen to me.
I try and try and try
to be someone I could admire
but the more I see of my life ahead
the more it burns like fire.
I dream of ice to cool the pain
but nothing seems to keep me sane.