There is just no way to ever describe
The way I feel...
My heart is bruised and plenty has it bled,
Down to many things we shouldn't have said...
I enter a world dark and deep
Walking through, scared of what might be...
You lay there
Silent and still...
You said that once you loved
Now I know that it was never true...
Why do they try to make us grow up so fast?
Why do they put so much pressure on us to do well...