The feeling of not being able to do anything
That is the feeling that hurts me most
When I cannot be with you to help you
Or when I don’t know what to say
The feeling of guilt builds up inside me
And after minutes, hours, days of that guilt
It becomes too bearable to keep in
And I let it out,
But you don’t understand what’s wrong with me
And then you get the turn of the guilt.
Sep 11, 2014
Sep 11, 2014 at 5:04 AM UTC
The feeling of not being able to do anything
That is the feeling that hurts me most
When I cannot be with you to help you
Or when I don’t know what to say
The feeling of guilt builds up inside me
And after minutes, hours, days of that guilt
It becomes too bearable to keep in
And I let it out,
But you don’t understand what’s wrong with me
And then you get the turn of the guilt.
