So hard done by, so out of tune,
With nothing else to do on a late afternoon.
So out of sync, so out of place,
Look and see the streams on my face.

Laughing and crying blend into one
While sat in my home: a place I don’t belong.
With nothing to do and nothing to say,
I had nothing else to take the pain away.

I was neither here, nor neither there,
I had a selfish moment when I didn’t care.
Only broken memories, and tides so grey,
Full of “it’s not your fault” or, “it’s okay”.

No it’s not okay, I let myself down,
I was meant to survive, not let myself drown.
I was begging for a lifeline that couldn’t be spared,
I was oh so ignorant when I should have cared.