wish it was easy,
moving on that is,
because now i've lost my home
and that's a feeling only you can give.

you are my home,
i've said it all before.
you were my home,
but you are no more.

you still care
and that's what hurts the most.
cause i can't leave
and bring this to a close.

what happened in the past,
that's my fault i'll admit.
and i never apologized
for giving you all that ****.

you gave up on me
that's what it feels like.
you keep moving forward
and i'm being left behind.

you still claim to love me
i wish it was a lie.
i'm ignored when around you
and i'm not sure what to do.

maybe if i wasn't so stupid,
maybe if i wasn't so blind,
maybe if i went back in time
and finally made up my mind...

maybe it wouldn't be like this,
because now I'm surrounded by what if's.
maybe it could have happened if i told you first,
that i was head over heels.
maybe, just maybe, i wouldn't have to find
out how this heartbreak feels.

but there's not enough time in the day
to tell you everything i'd say
in every possible way
if i had the chance.

even though i can not,
i will still take a shot
and try my best.

i'd tell you that i love you
and hope that it was enough.
and even if it wasn't
i'd pretend to be strong and tough.

i'd put on a brave face
and tell you that i care.
and remind you for the 1,000th time
that i would always be there.

i'd tell you everything you want to hear,
but the difference between she and i,
is that i would mean it
and i wouldn't leave you asking why.

i would mean everything that i'd have said,
and i wouldn't have this heart full of dread.
nor have these tears of red,
or have the only thought in my head
is that of it being better having me dead.

What's wrong with me?
I was fine the other day,
but now my sadness is all in the way.

What's wrong with me?
I have nothing left to say,
I want to be fine
and i want to be okay, but it doesn't seem to work out that way.

What's wrong with me?
Why is it so hard to be happy
when everything in my life is because of me?

What's wrong with me?
Why can't I wake up
and appreciate what's in front of me?
Why am I always wanting more?
What am i missing, why do i feel empty?

Nothing is wrong with me,
not physically,
but it's what you can't see
that is slowly draining the life out of me.

All my happiness gone,
in the blink of an eye;
I have everything anyone could ask for,
so why?

Why am I still sad?
When I have people who love me,
truly;
Why am I still sad,
when I have a person who cares,
a person that has always been there.
Why?