This is me giving it a try.
This is me wanting to turn back time.
This is me hoping that you will that you will stop making me cry.
This is me wishing everything is fine.

This is my pitiful attempt at wanting you back.
This is my stupid plan thinking you would maybe pick up the phone
This is my neurotic brain thinking you can fill what I lack.
This is my romantic heart feeling sorry for being alone.

This is me trying.
This is me breaking down.
This is me lying.
This is me leaving town.