No, I'm not calling you crazy
I'm just calling out

Sometimes you amaze me
When you bring me down.

The world comes to a standstill
When you come around.

But I'm just screaming in silence
Can you hear me now?

If you stick to your guns
While they are against my head.

This time around
Aim for my chest instead.

So take me down,
I see your bluff.

I'm calling out,
Because I've had enough.

We aren't falling in love here,
We are just falling out.

I'd love to say I love you,
But I have to doubt it.

I can see past their hollow reassurances.
I know that they have sympathy but nothing beyond that.

Just a quick glance my way with those pitty full eyes that speak,
"You poor soul. I wish I could help you. I wish you the best in your journeys."
But they will never actually help me.
...

Standing in the middle of the street.
A bus screeches to a halt.
It stops inches away from me.
The driver looks at me with those same eyes,
But he does not go out to help me.
No one does, he just drives around me.
Some people stare at me with pity, others judgement,
But none will help me.
That's the tragedy of living,

You have to learn to pick yourself up because no one else will.

You say do better
But in doing my best
You say try harder
Dont you see im in distress
Im drowning in my thoughts
I cant catch my breath
Your making it seem like my lifes a quiz
And im not passing the test

Oh, love,
Our time is up.

Love dies out
Just like hope
And everything else.