it's only at night

or in the morning

during car rides

and bar fights

too much to drink

not enough to eat

when i smoke my last cigarette for the day

and i lay down my head to sleep

it's impossible to forsee

why i'm always found with such fragile dreams

i'm weak

but hesitant

to make a bad move

when i can't think or talk to any one

all alone in my room

never knowing exactly how i feel