But I am clueless… because you have given me no clue on what to do and I feel worthless
But quotes and books tell me to be hopeful, but you aren’t here so hope is gone so how do I cope?
Because when you are gone, it feels so wrong, and I just don’t want to go on
And the pain goes on and on and on and on until I struggle to breathe and I choke
I choke on all this pain I’m been given because to them it’s just a joke
Because my mom is alive, my dad is alive, my sisters, my cousins, my family, they’re all alive
You see, to you, I haven't’ seen struggle, not like the others, my dad left me as a kid, but I still have my mother
My mom doesn’t know about the pain, none of my family knows about me being in this game of life, but not knowing how to play
But people have different sizes, types, and kinds of struggle because of our different perspective because I see a 3 and you see an E
I can see a stick in the grown and you can see a tree, I can see an S and you can see a snake, but that doesn’t mean my answers are fake
There are so many ways to interpret words, sayings, things, beings, the world,
Impossible says I’m possible, can’t, take away the “t” and says can
You see I go on and on about my pain and how I am one and alone and others don’t believe me
That doesn’t mean when I talk about this pain I have, it’s not true, but it is okay because you don’t want to deceive me
I will never give up because that one person I want to believe me, is you
I will forever try to find a word for us... two.

But I’m running, I’m running, I’m running down this lonely road… full of sorrow
I’m sprinting, I’m sprinting, I’m sprinting, trying to make it to tomorrow
But it feels like I may never make it to the end. Why do I feel so small, Small like an ant,
But I want to feel tall, strong, confident, hopeful, satisfied, alive
Words I don’t ever understand or feel because alive says live and I’m not living, yet I haven’t died, I have only survived, but I promise you I’ve really tried. But I’m so fried. I’m too tired… I’m just not wired… right. But I still right. That’s why I’m here tonight
Do I really need you to help me, like a friend or do I need more? Is that how I can face my fears and be strong for…  once in my life?
The feelings. The feelings I have inside, I just bottle -  up and really try to hide
This pain that’s running through my veins, it’s driving me insane
So tired of this game, But who is there to blame, because it’s not me!
No, I finally see it’s not me. Just wait and see. You’ll see. The true person I’m meant to be
That true person is who I am when I am with you, the comfort and love I get,
Before you came into my life I just wanted to quit, but I don’t know what love really is, but you say you love me, seems pretty legit.
Something I don’t get from my family tree, because with them I can’t branch out and be free
But how do I tell you this all without scaring you away, you say you will stay forever, but tomorrow is always a new day
What will stop me from telling you the wrong thing, or telling you too much to make you break, is it a mistake to give you all of me
You say we are one, but we are two, but then you go away, and what can I do, are we friends, best friends, lovers?
I don’t know, but when I am with you, it is like no other, but why do you go? Why do you tell me to stop talking about so much pain?
Why do you not know you are the reason for cleansing this pain through my cold blue veins?
You left. You stop talking to me. Not only did the floodgates open for the tears to keep flowing, but the pain came crashing too
How do you I truly make us two, why isn’t there a word for two?

I was all alone, just me, just one
You see alone, alone has the word one and there is only one of me and only one of you
But what word means us and has the word two because I don’t want one alone, I want us the two
I have tried so hard to find the word because I want you, and I want us, and I want true, and I want two
How about the word Artwork? That has the word two
Does it work, because you are a work of art and I work hard to find our word with two
Trustworthy! That’s it, right? It has the word two, and I trust you, but do you trust me…? I don’t know
Paintwork… It has the word two, but it also has the word pain and then there is the word outwork
And I feel outworked, trying to find the word that has two, to prove to you, my love is true, and that’s all I want to do
But why isn’t there a word for two?

One day I felt down, alone and lost,
There was nobody, people just didn't know,
You came along and you made my world a better place,
I knew you were special, I knew I could trust you,
But, the thing was, you weren't who you made out to be,
You were liar!
I couldn't open myself up,
You make me feel angry
Next time I know that people aren't who they seem,
I know to think: can I trust the people I know
After all, the world is a cruel place!