Alone and unaware,
of this pain that's up head.
A life time of not knowing,
who?, what?, or when?
The path in which i walk is tattered and torn.
Left in the dark,
full of pain and regret.
I miss knowing that someone loved me so.
Soon,
I hope this pain will fade away.
So i'll start by picking up,
all the pieces of my heart.
Stumbling,
fighting these tears.
You will never hear,
the sobs and the sceams,
because these emotions i will hide.
if you look into my eyes,
then you will see,
that you're my reason for living.
But you look,
and never really see,
that this pain is because,
you picked her,
not me.
