Can't you see how hard I try?
If you were anyone else I would have let these feelings die.

They way she left you in your demise, but you still hold onto her and everyone of her lies.

I may be young, but I'm not dumb.
I may be alone, but I wont give up.

What do I have to do? Will you ever love me as I love you?

I know you've been through more than I could imagine, but I want to hear all your stories, no matter how tragic.

I want to know what makes you tick, I want to know why your mind is sick.

So trust me please, with your every secret. Pretend you care, don't become a regret.

I may be young, but I'm not dumb.
I may be alone but I won't give up.

You may as well be my epitaph, my last cry into emptiness. And trust me, I've always known and told myself, that to you I am meaningless. But that prefound knowledge won't make this hurt any less.