Quenching

i am fat
and on the brink of falling down
i am sad
and on the brink of wearing out

fill me up with cold water
and i would chill you out
abundant in the reservoir of tears that you cried
let it drown inside,
deep inside you

i am hot
like a pretty babe on fire
i am short
and on the brink of breaking up

fill me up with the fix of your choice
and i would calm you down
abundant on the field of dreams that you lied
let it drown inside,
deep inside you