Sitting with my thoughts
Wishing I had the balls
To say one word of how
I truly feel.
But instead,
I'll cry myself to sleep
With the knowledge that
I'll just play it safe.
As ice drips from
My brain to my heart,
There is no excuse.
Nothing but cowardice.
Because nothing changes
If you don't take the risk.
And it dosen't help being
A pathetic, miserable,
Ugly human being.
Let alone having
No qualities redeeming.
Fuck, I'm useless.
We all know that's
What the truth is.
