Ask me all the questions you wish to ask,
Think of all the possibilities you see me in;
See me somehow in my life doing- just think,
Ask me if I'm hurting internally- just ask me.
If you sat down and actually thought to yourself,
How many people you might know as friends,
That could be hurting deeply inside and out,
But, you'd never think about that, would you?
I'm running in place inside of my mind; heart,
Rubbing my fingers along the tree branches,
Rising up my hopes for something good-
To possibly walk; maybe run in my direction.
Not knowing what is in store for me, sucks,
I've done the best I can to help out others,
Here I am; down on my last knee, last life,
Before the TV screen displays "Game Over".
Ask me if I think love is just a petty game,
Think of how many times I've been vulnerable,
Do you see me having a one true love- ever?
Ask me if I think love is for all the losers.
I sit here on this rock and ponder my thoughts,
Love is for people who have to depend-
On someone else to make them happy;
Someone else to make them; just that- them.
I could sit here and shoot every cloud,
That sit's lightly in the colored blue sky,
But all I'd be doing is putting a hole in them,
I could make them feel just like I do.
Ice cubes don't even keep me cold anymore,
I depend on my heart to cool my body off,
When the temperature is so high and hot,
I feel like I'm walking on the moon sometimes.
Ask me if I think every guy is exactly the same,
Think of how many times I've been cheated on,
You'd get the answer to all of your questions,
Ask me if I think every guy needs mental help.
I lay here, tired of all the thoughts I thought,
All the things that have happened to me,
All the things I've done to other people too,
Sometimes- goodbye is a second chance though.
I picked this flower for you, it's not bloomed yet,
By the way- my eyes are opened up wide;
By the way- I have made it through this day,
I'm not afraid of what I have to say anymore.
Still, I'm running in place trying to catch up,
With the thoughts that my mind thinks,
The feelings that my heart sometimes feel,
Ask me if I care what you think about me.
