Can I use you as an excuse for not being able to love?
Can you drain me of my energy that poisoned our drought?
Can I drink more of this tasteless, water-like substance?
That causes my brain to spin and leave earth with nothing.
No pain, no thought, no I cannot breathe or I might be lost.
Can you?

Can you lock the doors?
I don't want to see the outside world anymore.
I went for it; you said I shouldn't.
But I was made to disappoint so I lit it.
And as I burn my lungs, my heartbeat-like drums.
It gets louder and louder silencing you, my father.
I have questions but you've failed to give a direct answer.

Can't you see I'm miserable because of you?
Making plans and not following through.
Can I?
Can I not cry?
Can you wipe the tears that fall before my eyes?
There are days when I just can't get out of bed.
But "try" is what they all said.