When will I grow up?
But I've always been this way,
Now I'm "older" yet the same.
Why do I play this game?
But my body wants to shake-
"Stop Now!" before too late.
Who turns the will of Fate?
How can everything seem wrong
When only one piece isn't strong?
What makes me belong?
These illusive qualities
Invisible to even me.
When will I learn to breathe?
Enjoying moments as they are
Until they come with C.P.R.
Should I escape the bar?
You know I wouldn't dare.
Gulping more than my fair share.
Fuck my silly issues.
Get me a box of tissues.