It hurts more than you think, thinking of you It hurts more than you think, hearing your name It hurts more than you think, seeing you smile It hurt more than I thought, loving you...
I saw your eyes they were no longer focused on me but fixed at another I saw your mouth I no longer owed your smiles I saw your hands they were held by someone else these are the things I fear for the boy who wasn't even mine to call afraid he'll see someone else when he never even saw me at all
My eyes can see beyond the exterior form but a story never shared that never told the norm my eyes can see what's broken that no glue can hold my eyes can speak a thousand words that were never even told
White walls stand before me the color of innocence and insanity Providing me with nightmares that were once called memories the screams are still there it's all because of me A perfect situation for someone who's damaged mentally patience, I wait for the white light to return as I lie here on my own White walls stand before me I'm perfectly alone
The beats of sorrow, the whisper of depression. Sirens yelling, hearts breaking. An orchestra to DIE for, conducted by fate himself. Everybody come and see, Behold, the Symphony of my Life. Starring.....Me