Sometimes people are in a bad place
And we keep it bottled up where no one can see it
Then at some point the bottle is just too full
And something has to spill out or the glass will shatter
My bottle is full to the brim and has been for a while
This is my spill:
Someone to believe in me
That's all I need
No matter what happens, no matter how many times I fail
No matter how much I change my mind
No matter if I'm cheerful or depressed
I used to have someone who was this to me
But in my limited experience I have learned:
That nothing is forever
This was no exception
There position is open
So far no takers.