Save me and **** me Hurt me and heal me So priceless yet so tasteless Why is this love They tell me it's emotion Others say action Attitude and beliefs Love is affection they say Do they really know Does anyone To love To live To even breathe It's all so hollow without a reason I mean think Really think Can you honestly say that you know This world is turning and no one cares It's moving and breathing But they don't notice My questions fill my brain Of what Why, how, when Tell me this When was the last time you said I love you and meant it Or have you once said I would live for you Because dying is to easy When I say I love you I say it with every fiber Every amount of my being I would live for you Because that's the challenge Dying is not the point of living Dying is the end of it Where they remember you Only for a short while Then you are just Earth Beneath their feet Walked on A vessel no more Only dust So tell me Do you truly know the meaning To love To live To breathe Without, we are meaningless
Honestly though... Can anyone answer that? Am I the only one who thinks this way?