Loss may get easier somehow,
Past times start to fade now,
You don't know who you want to be like,
Gosh, what does it take to be fine?

Familiar faces pass by,
You need to help yourself or at least try,
Who I was, I can't even rewind,
Just the colds in my hands and the 'be fine!'s

Should I know how to be right?
Leave my grief and my safe spots?
Reminding myself to be kind,
To people telling me to 'be fine!'

You leave me
Then come back,
Always clever
In a combat,

You're constant,
But still deceptive,
You make losing
look unreceptive

Shoot your shot
I won't be angry,
But not having you
Might just end me.

I hate my life,
As it is plain and simple,
I hate the way,
That I am the master,
And the jester,
At the same time,

And I'm so indicisive whether I should act or not,
Or pick or choose,
Or hate or love,
I simply just can't make up my mind,
And decide what I want from life,
If I want to live or just wait around,

And I'm always so anxious,
About the smallest things that happen'
While comparing myself to others,
As they are always better,
Even if it doesn't matter,
Since we won't be around forever.

I am the color you forgot to bleach
The gospel you will never preach
The lesson you will never teach
Just a grain of sand on your neat beach.

I am the story you will never hear
The novel you will never read
A person you will never meet
And can I even call you mean?

For once and all I end this here
Won't look for you in every sphere
I'll be present, I'll be near
On Friday nights might wipe some tears.