My world cracks, a fragile shell. The ground beneath me melts away.
Each wall around me turns to dust. A bitter, deep, corroding rust.
Nothing stays, it slips and slides.
My steady footing now evades. Familiar corners twist and bend. This chaos seems to never end.
I feel so easily replaced. My very purpose feels erased.
Any other could stand in my place, without leaving the slightest trace.
I\'m breakable, like ancient glass. A whisper might just make me crash.
One touch,
I fear I will explode. Beneath this impossible, heavy load.
I mean absolutely nothing now.
No one cares to wonder how.
My voice is lost, a silent plea.
Invisible for all to see.
Just a pawn on someone\'s board. My destiny, by others scored.
I move where they decide I go. A puppet in a silent show.
This anxious tremor fills my soul.
My crumbling world takes its toll.
I\'m breaking down, unraveling fast.
A shadow, not meant to last.