Sometimes

looking for answers

only leads to more questions.

And sometimes

you're better off

not knowing.

1, 2, 3, 4
I can't do this anymore

5, 6, 7, 8
Little too little, little too late

9, 10, 11, 12
Into thoughts I'm forced to delve

13, 14, 15, 16
Invisible tears stay unseen

17, 18, 19, 20
Everyone laughs, this is quite funny

They're watching the counting girl
Start to
F
     a
            l
                  l

Guess there are no more numbers

The worst part
Isn't the pain
Though it hurts

The worst part
Isn't the sadness
Though that's horrible

No,
The worst part
Is the emptiness

That feeling
When you don't see the step
And you fall down

When you try to sit down
And someone's moved the chair

When you reach for support
Only to find it's abandoned you

That is the worst part
Of saying goodbye

The tears falling down my face
I gently stroke my dog's ear
And whisper,
It's gonna be okay

But I know I'm lying
To both of us
You are not okay
I am not okay

But you are my trusting puppy
And you snore quietly next to me
As I fall apart
Trusting me to make sure
That everything will be okay