This instability is killing me
These thoughts I can't control
Eroded by emotions, I can't get out
All the words choking my throat

I'm not satisfied by my passion
I'm not content with my efforts
Because still, I can't accomplish anything
Except for making sure you hurt

I'm reaching for a reaction
I'm clawing for a cause
All in all, I guess it's time to end this
There will be no final applause
There will be no curtain calls