I feel defeated again
I'm always losing to myself
I tried to build a better me,
Shack to castle, and it fell down
I had the right intentions
Sometimes my hope envelopes me
And I can't learn the lesson
Not to send a goldfish to the sea
I am more than I know myself to be. I would rather sit on a pumpkin, and have it all to myself, than be crowded on a velvet cushion
