Please forgive
This blinding pain
I cause the world
To crumble in

With every compliment I ****
The little chance you have left
Of holding your, now liquid, world
In a perfect sphere around you

White and blue wash
As a stinging covers you
From the cuts all over
When your world caved in

As I attempt to piece you together
I only make matters worse
When I break the little parts
Down to worthless bits