People die
              and feelings change

       Feelings die
              and people change

                    but from the start,
                                              in between,
                                                           and in the end....
                                                                                                  life always,
                                                                                          always goes on..

I am the one,
who raises his hand first
but always get picked last

I am the one,
the one who tries to be part of something
but never did felt belong

I am the one,
the one who tries to stir away from arguments
but always gets blamed

I am the one,
the one who puts in effort the best way I can
but never appreciated

I am the one,
the one who thinks I've given my best
but still not enough for them to even say that "I'm trying"

I am the one,
the one who wants nothing but everything to be okay
but ends up framed as the reason for falling apart

I am the one,
the one who strives to be enough,
but always felt lacking through their eyes

I am the one,
the one they remember when everyone has forgotten them
but forgotten once they are good again.

I am the one,
the one who they say is always "lucky" for having them
but a "burden" to the ones who have me with them.

The silence of the night,
makes me want to hold you tight.

The cold breeze of the evening air,
makes me long for your warm and loving care.

The shining stars of the night sky,
it is like the spark and twinkle ion your eyes.

Every time I see your face,
I just want to keep in my embrace.

and

Every time you're far away,
I just want to run back to you and there I'll stay.

Every time that we're together,
I just want to spend time and make memories with each other.

so

Everyday I always pray,
that we will always find our way...

Find our way back to each other...

You look into my eyes
and I allow;
Although I know through it
you look at yours;
I'm nothing but an object:
Something to get what you want.
Never the one desired.
At a loss for words,
Beaten up by distractions.
I'm tired but I can't yield;
The world never cared
for unannounced rejects
like me.
The only way I can escape
is to die.
And I can't change my mind.
I'm sorry.