Walking hand in hand
Dragging feet in sand
The forces push me
over and I am no longer
standing. It has been
said and will be
continuosly stated
But I will not give
them the answer
that they are looking
for, because that answer
does not exsist in any
other form than a
complex story
One that you
will not understand
I am not alive
I am not here
With you I am
farther from
home than
ever before
possible
I want to die
I want you to
kill me
But all you will
do for me is
hold me.