So I'm back again at sleepless nights, after all the steps I took.
You once again passed through my life without any second look.
Be prepared for disappointment, my mind said that it would come,
But my heart controls my hope and my hope is something I can't numb.
So wide awake I lay here and I wonder what you feel...
Are you empty?... Are you bitter...? Is your soul even real...?
Do you blame me in your heart for what I cannot control...?
Do you even have a heart, or does your chest just have a hole...?
Such a petty waste of time, my mind calls it as it is.
But my heart controls my spirit... and it thinks my spirits his.