I'm not a ship but yet I seem to have an anchor pulling me down
Each day I seem to sink deeper in the pit of Idk what to call it
I look at the empty faces passing by with a frown
I'm not a puzzle piece but yet you want me to fit
Into your puzzle of the portrait of a family, happiness, what's good
Anchor on my leg pulling me into the deep sea
and I'm not even a ship
