.

It all falls away in the end,

So why hold on so tight?

Everything I know and love

Will end. (again and again)

The despair and melancholy

Cling to my woe

The couplets

Scream at me

I wish they’d

Sing to me

Or have a dream

With my name on it.

Am I a star if no one

Sees my shine?

Am I prone to see,

All of what’s wrong

And none of what’s good?