And I'm so invaluable to the ideas that leave me at a days end.
I'm all spread out and so lonely,
I'm cowering in fear to things that leave this one and only
soul a crumbled mess in the hands of a defected mind to leave me crushed.
Oh I've substituted substance in the hopes substitution will make me feel like this submarined heart is more than the worthless exterior that is submerged into the submission of these surroundings.
I've surrendered today,
I've let you get me down and into the level of nonexistence.
Because I don't want to exist.