My expectations used to be high.
Now they are nowhere near the sky.
People continuously let me drown.

I fall down, down, down, down,down.

And when I hit the ground.
I think about how to get back up.
I also think about how the water never fills the cup
And I realize that I don't want to.
No one even has a clue,
that I'm down here.
I could just disappear.


That would likely be for the best.