I want to cry, to feel the numb pain.
Want to feel the tears, be human again.
Want to hate everything about my life,
So that the joy of living I can regain.

I want to fail, land back where I started.
Want to be hurt, bruised; struggle my way.
Want to feel success as a distant pipe dream,
So that with the humility of failure I stay.

I want to love, to be disappointed again.
Want to be blind, to make a person my life.
Want to crash when that illusion is broken,
So that I can ignore the world's endless strife.