Nothing Sweet About This Misery

Eleven years
They went by fast
I thank God that
They didn't last

Razor sharp pain
That cuts my heart deep
Four hundred thousand and eighteen nights
I've cried myself to sleep

Did you even see it?
The hurt behind my eyes?
Or did you simply ignore it
And tell yourself some lies?

There's nothing sweet about this misery
It kills me deep inside
That you never seem to notice
That I'm struggling to abide.

And when I was along and scared
Where were you to hold my hand?
You taught me how to fly
But abandoned me before you taught me to land

So when you're old and look back on your life
With no good memory of you and me
Maybe then you'll realize
What you are presently unable to see.