Lower Than Dirt.

I don't know how many times
that I have to fall
before I am able to stand
without leaning against a wall.

My wall, was not actually a wall
my wall happened to be you
and all the time you were with me
I didn't falter, and my confidence grew.

But, I guess I wasn't ready
for you to step away.
Now I've fallen, lower than ever
Wondering if I'll be okay...

I had been crawling
but then you kicked me while I was down
now I lay face down, pulling myself
using my nails into the ground.

But, now my nails have broken
and the ground has grown above me.
So, now I know what I must accept...
I'm lower than dirt, don't you see?