you never left me

but i’m still empty

you’re on my side

but i leave myself behind

i don’t know what to do anymore

tried everything, i’m getting bored

just want to sit here until i die

though i have enough reasons, i rarely try

why does my subconscious  want me to think

that someone will catch me before i sink?

and for some reason my heart still believes

that someone will find me eventually

but i still don’t know what i want to do

instead of waiting, i’d rather pick and choose

but it would make me feel good to be found

swinging on the swings on my playground.