It's hard.
I was afraid to love.
Then i loved you.
You made me happy,
I wanted to stay alive.
Then you broke my heart,
And I started to cry
But now you can see,
What was left of me.
*Why I'm so afraid to love...

I am so accustomed to the fact that no one gives a ****.
No one really cared.
They were never my friends.
They pity me and tolerate me.
I'm annoying and useless.
They don't want me around because I'm not good enough.
But they'd never know,
As the smile on my face,
Just as fake as them.

And our hearts desire more,
So it's this that we'll look for.

As we walk along this road,
We'll travel so far.
But if we come to a stop,
It's never the end.

And our hearts desire more,
So it's this that we'll look for.

As we continue,
We'll come across obstacles.
But if we struggle over,
It's now in the past.

And our hearts desire more,
So it's this that we'll look for.

And once you leave my sight,
I can no longer look.
But once you vanish from my heart,
I can no longer live.

And my heart longed for you,
But you could never see it through.

The first time you sent me a text saying,
"I love you"
I set it as my background.
But it's funny how our 'love',
Is now in the background.

We're mental and we're going no where while our thoughts are every where.

We're mental...

We're mental and our lives are hell, like we're under a spell.

We're mental...

We're mental and no one cares, no they wouldn't dare.

We're mental...

So **** crazy...

Insane...

Might we add?

*We're mental.

I'll go through all the things that were packed away.
Hoping I'd find something that would make me stay.
Something that'd remind me,
that being lonely is just a phase.

I'll find the things that were kept inside,
hoping I'd find them before I die.
But they reminded me of the nights,
the nights I cried to stay alive.

I'll stumble upon our memories,
wondering when forever will be.
I'd remember that moment you were free,
the happiness was leaving me.

So I picked myself up,
put them back inside,
and I put them away for another day.

All because our memories,
filled me up with jealousy.

Would you ever fall for someone like me?

Someone who's heart has been broken,

But she's gluing the pieces together.

Would you ever fall for someone like me?

Someone who cares *so much,

But gets nothing in return.

Would you ever fall for someone like me?

Someone who puts others before herself,

So she felt wanted and helpful.

Would you ever fall for someone like me?

Someone who already fell.

She's having trouble getting back up.

She's surviving and not living.

Her heart beats for you...

But would you ever fall for someone like me?

I never fell in love.
Falling means breaking,
Breaking means hurting.
So instead,
I walked into it.
Just like you walked out of it.
And now I know,
It's better to just leave it.
It's better just to sit.

I play the piano to feel my emotions.

I write poems to see them.

I keep them in so I can ponder on them.

I whisper through my teeth so I can hear them.

But no matter how they're expressed,

All my thoughts,
They're all about death.

So can't you see?
I'm so depressed...