Published
Asking for help
But there’s no one that knows
The struggle inside
To stay or to grow
Hurting myself to watch this wash by
Years that have passed
My lake has run dry
I dammed myself up
In hopes I get better
I feel like a bird
That has wings but no feathers
Fly me away to some land by the sea
The ocean has water I wish was like me
For I’ve dammed up my lake
Have I dammed me forever
My waters run dry
I hope I get better
—Connor