A Trip Apart

Your avoidance makes me feel like a lost little kid.

Why does it have to be like this?
Where instead of shivering,
I’ve swapped places with you
And been left to melt alone.
As I lay alone in the desert,
All a passerby would see
Is a desperate little kid,
Out of breath and screaming,
Unable to listen to reason.

I don’t know why it has to be like this.
I don’t know why I have to get used to something new,
And why I couldn’t have the same curse as before.
Why did you leave me alone?
What’s so great about snow anyways?