10 gallon bucket filled to the brim
with dense fresh snow

9 gallons of snow
time has passed now

8 gallons of snow
it is melting slowly

7 gallons of snow
not so dense and fresh

5 gallons now
melting faster

3 gallons almost empty
snow almost gone

10 gallon bucket now empty
replaced with a gallon of water

left to nothing

Is it my own fault?
For being the way I am?
I seek out change.
But I remain the same.

Is it your own fault?
For treating me the way you did?
You did your best.
But I still feel shame.

Why do my needs feel unmet?
Do I expect care, in places you do not?
It's not your fault.
You're imperfect.

Am I imperfect?
I need to be perfect?
It's my own fault.
I'm imperfect.

Do not feel that ****** emotion
Drown it now, or you will fall
Living life with no devotion

Mind shall fill with noisy commotion.
Do not reach for friends to call
Do not feel that ****** emotion

Longing for a magic potion
Drown it all with alcohol
Living life with no devotion

Feeling life without no motion
Being alone I start to bawl
Do not feel that ****** emotion

Swimming in mind like ocean
Feelings, feelings hide them all
Living life with no devotion

Wishing for life to return in slow motion
Keep them hidden behind a wall
Do not feel that ****** emotion
Living life with no devotion