I know I'm not much
not much of anything
and I tend to cling
to you for everything

I'm kind of out of touch
and we don't always agree
with what I should be
for you to love me

I know you're trying to help
and it's sweet and nice
but I don't want your advice

Little dregs in the bottom
forgotten washed out pieces
used and thrown away

Tea leaves have brewed tea
serving their purpose
thus ending their usefulness

The futures vision is pale
a bleak world of white
from an ignored plight

As we make oceans boil
we ignore the damage
and use it to our advantage

Filling our world with carbon
an element needed in all life
that is now creating strife

Ripping away the color
from our oceans and reefs
not seeing our misguided beliefs

killing off beauty and life
just as humanity kills algae
not seeing a problem we dally

A world without vibrance
starting with bleached beaches
we should be considered leeches

You feel the pressure building
and nothing may seem easy
but it's going to be alright

just talk to me

It may seem dark out tonight
but we'll survive the night
hold on tight and it'll be okay

just talk to me

fall asleep and find a dream
a place we can be just fine
come inside and sit down

just to talk to me

Love isn't a concept
strapped down to romanticism
it's like light through a prism

Reflecting itself in different ways
you can love someone platonically
or even inconsistently

Love no matter the form
however you take that to be
will always be love to me