What have I become?
All the damage I have done.
If I could twist back the hands of time,
I'd be better.
I don't want to break you,
I don't want to make you lose your mind.
I reach out to touch you,
To feel you still breathing,
I open my eyes and you're gone.
I don't want to go on.
If I let go of loving you,
If I gave up trying,
Life would be pointless.
Like flowers not blooming,
Birds that stop flying.
I would give up everything to prove that I care.
And even if you're not,
I will always be there.