They think I'm perfect
While I'm thinking am I worth it?

I'm always hurting
They say I'm not a burden

Well my problems are hell so when I share it may hit your face
Just like the mace
Feeling I've made a mistake
Ruined another good thing

Ice burns
And I'm frozen
Frostbite
I cant feel nothing
It's better that way

Apathy by my side
Ice is my contemplate

Sad little ice cube
Your melting

What do you mean?
I cry ice cubes
Although I make it seem easy

That's all very cheesy
As the breeze blows my mind will race

Up at night I sit and think
Am I worth it?
This ice is burning.