I can't even hold myself together any longer,
I'm slowly breaking to pieces.
There's no on here to catch them when they fall.
Why has misfortune thrown itself in my path?
I've tripped over it,
and now I'm falling down.
Someone please grab my hand and pull me up
before I'm too far gone.
Oh well, it's to late now,
I'm just out of your reach.
If you try to strecth a little bit farther
then maybe you'll be able to grad hold of me.
Too bad it's too much effort
for someone like you.
I thought that I meant more
than one bead of sweat.
But, of course,
I'm nothing but a waste.