Never again can I breathe, Knowing that you've fallen for me, The years that you've shown, The pain that you've known, And for what?
For I and them and everyone else, But what about you? One so lost and lonely, Now bothered by others around her, But still she says nothing, Nothing worth the wait,
Nothing all the while now has grown, Into such pain behind the shadows, The shadows of her crooked smile, And still there remains nothing, Nothing improved; only improvised,