Why do I feel a failure
When I prefer to be a sailor,
A loner, a lost ghost,
A captain of a ship
I pray I live in hope
My last words won’t ever slip
I dream yet still learn
Your tender touch I mustn’t yearn
I laugh outside,
But cry hard inside
Like a loud ringing bell
You will never know I live in hell
Every tear drop I weep
I’m able to wash down
Every sidewalk, alley,
Even the dingiest street
Now, I mustn’t go astray
If I was to say
I saw my mum asleep
Also thought it would be
The last time we’d ever meet