I'm weak, I know. I'm just a soaked matchstick nobody wants to light. I'm an old towel when a new one sings warmth right next to it. it's understandable that I'm overlooked, it's just natural selection doing a fantastic job. it's really just the way the earth turns. I'm spinning faster and faster and then I fall down. I'm the middle domino and it's worse than anything that the end ones ever experience. this is a cage but the outside is regretably not much better. we all want what we can't have, so can someone please just help me up and let me out? I'm already begging you baby. I feel the rain, but just light me up.