Just holding on


I’ve been spinning around;
I’m so lost in this town.
Still trying to find perfection;
Looking for direction.
I need a guiding hand to push me like you mean it!
I want you to help me, to tell me exactly what I need to be!


Still searching, still searching; why can I not have love?
I am forever failing in my endless searching,
For that thing that everybody else does.
Fading in and out of life as today’s people just pass me by on their way,
Without a ‘Howdy do’; I never hear a word that they say.


Words of wisdom mean nothing to an amoeba who cannot hear.
All your helpful secrets you keep inside, while pushing me so far away.
When all I need is for you to pull me near,
I see you successfully running your life into the ground
And leaving me to my own pain.


I cannot speak about thoughts that I can never let myself speak out.
I keep my ******* lock-box when all I want to do is shout!
All of this it eats away at all of my love, but never my pain.
I feel the same old sting of insecurity every single day.
So scared of falling to pieces; no faith left in my brain.


All I keep inside just leaves me to cry.
The agony of being me!
This loser, freak, shall forever be nobody.
Holding on by only fingertips;
Just holding on to shattered reality pieces.
Holding on by fingertips…
One day soon I will surely slip.


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