i don't know what i want from you i don't know if my mind is strong enough to know i guess i'll always be stuck in that permanent place somewhere between hurting and feeling loved something like i want to feel your hands brush my hair from my face and wanting to cry into your shoulder from all of this pain all of the confusion maybe someday i'll understand what it is to feel all i know right now is that this feeling, it isn't anything at all bur a blur of nothing and somethings like a painting that i completely messed up and i hate that feeling so much