Self Confession

I’ve fallen and I’m so sorry…
I’ve let you down again.
My inspiration has left me
I cannot see anymore.

I write about life, like I know the answers
I write about love, like I know what it is
I write for friends as if I really cared
But I can’t do it anymore

Where are you?
I’ve been my own best friend
A friend to the end
No one else could understand

Surrounded by companions, yet still alone
Money can’t buy happiness
I’ll do you, but I’ll never love you
You’ll never love me, but I don’t care

Is there another way?
I sure wish I could see it
I hate how blind I’ve become
This is all your fault

Please help me.
So full of life, yet I feel so empty
My sickness is my own creation

I love you!
I hate you!
I am you...

Rich, poor
Friends, sex
I've been around the world
I’ve seen all I need to see

I’m not afraid of death
I’m only afraid of you.