Heavy burdens on my mind
Are is like holding up the ocean floor,
I'm fragile like glass.
Not only am I cracking at the seems,
but I'm starting to leak...
Every person I push away
is one less to seal the tears,
the patches are never a good enough job.
Soon I'll be broken and everything will be layed out for all to see.
I can't contain the pressure
of this cold,
dark,
lonlieness any longer...