if there is anything
i can thank you for
after shattering
my already battered heart.

it's a thank you
for showing me
what caring is
what it should be
and
what it shouldn't be.

At times I don't even know where I'm supposed to be going
I'm stuck inside a room, looking from a window to where I've been
All these friends who promise to be there to support you
Suddenly, they'll always go vanishing with the wind
When you have nothing to lose, and still expect to lose
Who do you look to, then?
When everybody treats you like you're nothing
Who can you really call a friend?
Late night stressing, overthinking and I'm guessing
Can happiness ever last?
Because there are days when it's really here
But always remains inside the past
You know, I've given it everything I got
But I always seem to fall and crash
If life really gives you free lessons
Then I'm failing this class
Can I ask for a chance to start again?
I've been gradually losing this sight again
Been running close on empty
I don't think I can ever start this drive again
It's hard to achieve something, where no one sees you succeed
I sever ties with the closest ones who never believed in me
I've been broken down to pieces over a silly dream, it seems
I love the fact, how my heart was ripped out for believing in me
From the start, it was just myself and all the places I've been

Why is it that when things seem picture perfect
That it is then when the picture frame shatters?