As I looked upon the ground, I saw that I was surrounded by sand.
They say that you should always be upon a rock,
yet I am on sand.
The ground is sinking. And I know that no matter what I do,
I shall always be surrounded by sinking sand.
It matters not what I do,
who I try and help, my life is still going to be sinking,
My life is still going to go down hill from here.
All because I am on the sinking sand.
*gah! This sucks! Nothing ever turns out the way I want it too.*
