I'm clinging on to my last bit of salvation. I'm hanging off a cliff, and the only thing I can hold onto is a thread. I'm desperately praying, hoping, begging that this can save me. If I fall, I will certainly die. But then again, if I live, I have nothing to return to. No one is willing to save me. Deep down, I'm broken, and nobody wants someone like me. I'm a parasite in society, and they'd rather let me die than see the truth. So I'm hanging on until there's nothing to hang onto anymore.