So all it seems I want to do lately is cry
I know this may not seem out of the ordinary...

It's not just the memories
or the sleep overs...

Why, I ask
why do I act as I do...

So I walk down the hall
I see your smiling face...

Spinning,
crying...

So the time winds down
there isn't much left...

You say it's OK to cry
that it helps and I'll feel better...

I know I push you away
and am difficult...

I Know that I brake things
you say this is unacceptable...

I know that I hold pain
my life is far worse than it seems...

They think it's fake
they just don't understand...

What do you do
when your heart is spinnin...