It's true
Everytime you walk away
Its my fault.
Every warped word i say
Every attempt to prove you imperfect
Futile, and my fault.
Yes, but think of this.
You never have to talk to me again.
But youre there when i need you.
Youre there when you see pain on my face.
Youre there, and there to stay.
It's true.
I shudder everytime i think of you.
Cold chills run up my spine
Tears fill my never-dry eyes
My mind is full of battle cries.
Those shudders
That fear.
All worth your smile
Your gaze.
You watch me and it confuses me.
I cant think your interested.
No, you must not like me at all.
You must only pity me...
