Why? Why? Why? Why?
Why?
Emptiness flowing,
hardness inside
A vicious victorious
grin
I can’t take this
right now
Standing so tall—but
it’s all fake
Nothing is
right—nothing at all
Breathing inside, but
drowning without
So much doubt, and
confidence
I guess I know the
reasons
I guess I know its
cause
I guess I know who to
blame
I guess I know what
to do
But I don’t know why
Why does this have to
happen?
Who made this
decision?
Who? Why? When?
Where? How?
This just isn’t right…..
I love you
But I don’t
I trust you
But I’m afraid
I need you
But I could live
without you
I can’t hurt you
But I’m hurting you
by breathing!
You’re the last thing
that’s good
The last one I really
want
The last hurrah of
heaven
But you
Are not the one I
need
I’m dying here alone
As you’re watching me
bleed
I hurt you by being
alive
You hurt me by being
dead
Won’t you just see?
Won’t you just turn
around and look
Right back at me?
But if you looked
Would it change
anything?
Or would I still be
here
Hurting you?
Hurting me?
Dying inside
And praying for a
freedom
That I will never
get?
Is it meaningless to
apologize?
It is, when you don’t
mean it
At all.
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