I am the girl too late

Fifteen minutes too late
And now months of work
Has gone to waste

Misinformed
I didn't know
But now my efforts
Will never show

Hours and hours
Spread over months
And in the end
It was fifteen minutes
That cost me my love

Never again
Do I want to try
Because I'm too afraid
I'll be left wanting

The time passed
And now I'm depressed
Simply because
I was the girl too late
And no one cares

They say in time
All wounds will heal
I do believe
This vaguely is true
In time all wounds will cease to exist
Whether we die
And the wound dies with us
Or we live forever
Long enough for our memory to fade
No matter how hard we persist to remember
Time eventually will force forgetfulness
Or have us grow accustomed to the pain

In time all wounds heal
No matter how much we wish
They could fester forever

Time is not the enemy
We are
Like pests we scour the Earth
Feeding off each others corpses
Stealing happiness
To benefit ourselves
And in the end time will win
As time always has
We will die
We will cease to exist
And not a thousand years from now
Each of us will have been forgotten
No lasting memory
No sense of self
No impression that still matters to us
And even the knowledge of our children
And our children's children
Brings me no comfort
Because they too will pass
Until there's no one left alive
No memory
No hope to survive

You say it so mockingly
"Listening to you makes me want to die"
I sit there knowingly
Your thoughts are so different than mine

You don't mean it when you say
You want to **** yourself
But believe me when I say
I've meant it all before

You don't know how it hurts me
While you laugh so openly
About something so grim
Familiar to me like a friend

You may not believe it
You certainly don't see
But when you speak of death
It cuts into me

I mean it quite honestly
From your degrading words
I can say it undoubtedly
That listening to you
Makes me want to die
You make me want to **** myself
But you'll never know why
I will never tell you
To the day that I die