Flower in a Penguin Pot

Losing you is my fear
Only thing this space has made clear
I can't see a way in which this works out
I keep telling myself you're better off without me

Who did this it was me
Throwing all my queries at you
Ashamed I've made it harder for you
If your happiness is out there it's without me

Coldness of the fence against my neck
Get off to see that I'm wreck
A view of thousands in the midst
And on my mind is only me and how you could be doing more to keep me tucked up in My shell
With no thought for how the very thing that's pulling us apart is affecting you

Flower in a penguin pot is haunting me in sleep
Only thing that's on my mind as I lay sick to my stomach
Oh how'd I weaponize my compassion in a frail attempt for pity
For now I've lost you but I fear that I may never get you back