Together may be good or bad

May be something you're lacking off

Yet something you're yearning for

It might be the feeling of being whole

Maybe a companion that keeps you steady

But that's just a lie

How can one stay with a sinner?

How can one not just keep falling?

How can one deal with the sicker?

How can one not stop aching?

How can one handle the bitter?

Of course no one can

None of them can manage you

And if one can they're probably using you

Tackling you, using a strategy to control you

You're just a game that they're playing with

Those are the thoughts running through your head, is it not?

If they're near, push them away

Too close, tell them you are a stray

Go on and run away

Be prepared little one

Go ahead and pray

For they will light up the torches

Play with your trust

Scratches and scorches

That will make you combust