Poured myself out:
  I am the empty cup
  My hope has died away
  And my tolerance faded.
    How can I keep Stability
  On such shaky ground?
  Prayers that a smile will flag me down.
    Sadly I've learned there's no truth in comfort;
  Well-being stems not from love.
  Anguish proves to be my only means of solace,
  Yet I want to be held by anyone,
  With any arms
    I spend another morn alone
  In a world that rejects me.
  A public unkind, laced with apathy.
  This one's for the world: I hate you.
    Life could get no colder;
  I'm living out a dying cell,
  But I can pull through.
    Thanks to Jasper (jasperbmx@hotmail.com) for these lyrics