Weak

I have become something weak
Like Samson without his hair
I have become something weak

I see you roll your eyes
When a tear escapes from mine
It's these times when you can see
Who other people are meant to be
Makes me wonder

Progression

You will not listen
You will not reply
Tell me it's not what I think
Put my mind at ease
Or tell me to shut up
Just tell me
Tell me where I stand

I sit and stare at walls
Thinking about what I've supposedly lost
Things aren't that bad
Once you realize what you never actually had

I have become something weak
Like grass pit against fire
Or flying versus rock
I have become something weak