A Height Requirement For Happiness

Confidence is shattered Feels like nothing else matters When you feel so small I used to be up high I stood so tall, Even though on the outside I was small I used to stand six feet tall Life felt great, Why did I have to fall? It wasn't just a trip Or even a little stumble; It was as if I had fallen down a well, A well so deep they could of called it hell When you threw rocks in it not a sound would come out When did this sadness start? I don’t even understand what it is about So I lay on the ground, Feeling empty inside yet again It hurts too much to pretend I miss being sane, When will the bugs crawl out of my brain? So many questions, so few answers at all I miss when I was six feet fall Now I just feel, oh so very small