Me, Myself, and I

Me, Myself, and I

Do I have to suffer for the way I am?

I’m crumbling like a sand castle, damn.

I thought I held my up my walls, strong and tall,

When in reality, they’ll easily just fall.

What’s the pointing of leaping off the edge?

No, I don’t want to be alive either,

It’s hurting my head, creating a fever.

I’m too scared to live, but I’m too scared to die.

I just want to be left alone, me, myself, and I.