i scream so silent/ i cry so dry/ i wish on a star/ that’s not in the sky/ i’m so happy when I frown/ and for fish who tend to drown/ in water so hot it’s cold// and you aren’t like putty/ in my hands/ with which I can mold// so numb until you feel/ it’s not all quite for real/ and it’ll do you no much good/ and i’ll still cry so dry/ and wish not to the sky/ and you’ll never be with me// i can’t control you/ and I can’t console you/ so what use can you be?/ you’re so indepent-needy/ and unscathed-bleedy/ emotional and otherwise…// we’re not meant for each other/ i’m more like your brother/ so with you I’ll never be/ so i’ll wish my last wish/ say goodbye to the fish/ and drown into the sea…//