I wish I was not your last button

Too many senses I can't breath

In this rush tide, I'm flooded.

I cant move

I cant reach

The only way is to follow

but...

I cant fit

I dont match

Will atleast once the tidal change it's course

Just once...

Give me a hole

So that the flow may consider to change

I wish I was the sky's favourite shooting star, not the sun

Just once again...

I know that you love me, but I wish you were in love with me.