It Was Bliss

I oh-so desperately need your help I'm torn and bitter that I'm stuck with myself I'd love some advice to get me through this I feel like a dusty treasure so high on a shelf misplaced where no one can reach me without a stool misplaced in a land where nobody cares misplaced with people that pretend to be who they're not misplaced with the one who always stares and here I am, crying so pathetically here I am with one that I miss here I am sounding like the ones that annoyed me so cause I didn't know what I had was so bliss