i don't know if you get this thought that you are striving to stay above the water, but there are rocks in your pockets, and there are hands reaching from underneath to pull you down. or there is a thin piece of glass, and it's the only thing separating you from the one that you love more than anything? you can hear them... but you are unable to crack the glass. you aren't strong enough. that's my at the moment. 

but you still put up with me. and you've had to go through so much shit just to get to that point. i just wonder if i'm worth it.