I want
Something
To call
My own.
I want
Power.
I want
Control.
I want
A break.
I want
Someone
To love.
I want
All that
Escapes
My grasp.
I want
My dreams
To be
Real.
I have
Nothing
Of use
To me.
I am
Nothing
Of use
To you.
I am
Garbage
Waiting
To be
Alone.
I am
Your fear.
I am
Your doubts.
I am
Hatred.
I am
Regret
And each
Mistake
You dread.
I watch
The world
From far
Above
The clouds.
I need
A smile
That means
Something.
I need
To mean
Something.
I am
Drowning.
