Poured myself out
I am the empty cup
My hope has died away
And my tolerance faded
How can I keep stability
On such shaky ground?
Prayers that a smile
Will flag me down
Sadly I've learned there's no truth in comfort
Well being stems not from love
Anguish proves to be my only means of solace
Yet I want to be held by anyone with any arms
I spend another morn alone
In a world that rejects me
A public unkind, laced with apathy
This one's for the world, I hate you
Life could get no colder
I'm living out a dying cell
But I can pull through

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