I could show my worth to a thousand people
And my own mother wouldn't bat an eye
I sometimes ponder and I wonder if she'll miss me when I die

Love still eludes these eyes
Blinded by countless tries
Try again they say
Shoot for the moon and pray
In other words,
Waste day after day

A succulent
Needing very little attention
Striving for more
But accepting much less
His leaves were thick
And against all odds
The heat never phased him
He pressed further on

He was steam,
And I was metal.
His soothing heat felt so good.--
Soothing, yet fatal
Each deep breath of his form.--
In, but never out
Too much of his love could **** a man
Or rust him, without a doubt.

Constant bombardment ensues
Echoes and ties the noose
Here lies your only son
Oh no, what have I done
I killed him with words within
Ignorance, abuse, and sin

I picked up my bags this morning
Took one drag of that cigarette and said
"I'm leaving this town forever, finally!"
So I walked out that creaking door
Took one deep breath
And I woke up.
And I sighed,
"I'm still I'm this town... forever."