help me hold on

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,

to you,

I'm nothing but a waste.