i crumble with every single rumble of the earth

the sky promises blue skies and then brings a little grey cloud

i look up and i only see the little grey cloud

i falter the sky has broken it's promise

bars are set high too high and when expectations aren't met disappointment surges through me

a wiltering flower not even the hope of quenching water would strenghten it's hope to live

that disappointment makes you feel so small unimportant

how is it that the sky couldn't just keep that one grey cloud away for me?

it's it annoying though HOW THE HELL CAN YOU EXPECT THE SKY TO KNOW THAT?

with out the breeze carrying your words up

one little thing can make me so insecure i would give up distance leave break never look back

i expect too much and so i'm often disappointed

my mentality if i were someone that was important then you would have known what to do you should know how i work

but a part of me fights you're too annoying too clingy too needy

i fight with myself i mock myself sneer bash and destroy myself

fault after fault i pick myself apart when i'm feeling down

there is no up at this bottomless pit when i'm down i'm WAYYY down

tiny tiny unimportant small insignificant

stupid sky not keeping it's promise

i turn and point fingers too it's really quite bad

this is me and i hate it so much the insecurity everything

EVERY GOD DAMN THING ABOUT ME I JUST FUCKING HATE IT