sometimes i ask myself,

'am i really

that weak

to cry

over something's

not worth *it?'

I wrote some words on ancient stone
So you will know you're not alone
These silent words, a heartfelt plea.
A prayer that you will come to me.
These messages I've left you,
Come from my heart,
And all are true,
So I sit here in reverse and dream that
You will come to me.