As I lay me down to sleep,
I find I can't and simply weep...

You think that you care, you really do,
But what makes you believe I'd think twice about...

Please stop It's heartless teasing,
It's temptation and carelessness...

Broken glass, a shattered smile,
open wounds a bloody pile...

It hurts to frown,
to always look down...

I laugh at your hair, your stupid little face...
A waste of air, a waste of space...

In a nutshell, life's unfair.
Boring, hopeless, full of despair...

Let's go for a ride,
not stay in and hide...

Before me I see a pretty face,
It's pale and beautiful, full of grace...

If there were such a thing, would we ever know?
Would our clothes look different...

Cold, wet, never stopping.
Always changing, dripping, dropping...

Trickling down, refusing to cease,
it seems I've found my best release...