The world will be full of disappointments,
so don't become as fragile as I am,
it will strip you from your clothes,
it will make your vision black and white,
it will wash you from limb to limb,
and it will cut every peice of hair off of your body,
you will feel as if you're starving,
and you will feel as if you're weak,
and you will feel alone,
but our timing is short,
every word you speak is like a ticking time bomb,
and every time you call for help,
you lose a mintute,
and those minutes turn to hours,
and days,
and months,
and I can tell you more,
and I can awake you from your calls,
and I can beg you not to take things so seriously,
and I can tell you not to hit the walls,
and not to break down doors that are not yours,
but I have my own time to saviour,
so goodbye for now,
but I am always here,
and any other time you weaken.
