Parabola.

...Sorrow comes,
When joy fades,
Hearts go numb,
From too much pain.

So self involved,
We no longer care,
No problems are solved,
When we just sit and stare.

There's no take two,
You get only one chance,
Don't regret what you don't do,
It could be your last dance.

I know you've been hurt,
You feel so trapped,
They tell you you're dirt,
Your soul is chapped.

There is hope,
Don't give in,
Cut the rope,
You're tangled in...

...I am tangled in,
This rope,
I can't give in,
But where is hope?

My soul is chapped,
I feel like dirt,
I am so trapped,
I've been so hurt.

This might be my last dance,
And I'm regretting what I didn't do,
Did I waste my last chance,
Can't I have a take two?

I sit here and stare,
And no problems are solved,
It's hard to care,
Am I that self involved?

From too much pain,
Hearts go numb,
When my joy fades,
My sorrow comes...