my head is clear,

so I thought.

but when I fall,

I fall harder

each and every time.

my head is clear,

I can only hope.

but do i resist

from all that makes me

sick and bleed?

I’m on my knees

trying to please,

oh, what a pathetic reason.

I can give you all that you

want, or not.

but I can try, oh

I can give it everything

that I’ve got.

only because I’ve been had,

and I’ll have been had

a few more times I’m sure.

only until there is nothing left

to give.

dip me in danger,

then take me out.

I’m broken

and dizzy.

leave me in the sun,

to dry

or to be colored.

if we don’t act fast,

I’ll evaporate into your

past.

there’s a fee to becoming

free, and my debt

is digging deep

and spilling into the sea.