Can't you see how hard I try?
If you were anyone else I would have let these feelings die.
They way she left you in your demise, but you still hold onto her and everyone of her lies.
I may be young, but I'm not dumb.
I may be alone, but I wont give up.
What do I have to do? Will you ever love me as I love you?
I know you've been through more than I could imagine, but I want to hear all your stories, no matter how tragic.
I want to know what makes you tick, I want to know why your mind is sick.
So trust me please, with your every secret. Pretend you care, don't become a regret.
I may be young, but I'm not dumb.
I may be alone but I won't give up.
You may as well be my epitaph, my last cry into emptiness. And trust me, I've always known and told myself, that to you I am meaningless. But that prefound knowledge won't make this hurt any less.