I lie here-hurting in this fragile soul;
I lie here-waiting for time to pss;
Why must I have this pain?
Am I so insignificent?
Why is this crap witholding?
I lie here-wanting no more than surrender-
I'm hurting, waiting-
And feeling triggery;
How could this be?
My feelings have gone so low-
Helping to ruin this fragile soul;
This feeling of longing holds inside-
Holding every last thought of
Not feeling worth a darn.
So how come this longingness
Holding within my fragile soul?
Why this hauntedness of undying fate-
Of forthecoming events
Hold into my name?