Falling

I just had a braindead thought;

What if you were me, and I did not exist.

Would you be distraught,

Or too invisible to feel it?

You'll never know.

I ask myself again,

Have you cut a bruise,

Why you crying?

Something that I did,

Or something else the world threw at its beauty kid.

You'll never know.

Cos we are nothing if not falling,

Asking so much more of nothing,

And if you want to try and hold on to some things,

Good luck.

I drink from this spilt cup,

And taste a missing mouthful,

I saw you filling up.

An addict through and through,

But you can't blame the stars for failing over you.

But you'll never know.

Cos we are nothing if not falling,

Asking so much more of nothing,

And if you want to try and hold on to some things,

Good luck.