I can't do anything.
I can't find my way
home,
or anywhere from you.
I can't sing anymore,
I can't even pick up a guitar
without thinking that you
don't like how I play.
I can't walk another day
without dropping to my
knees and saying that I give up,
but still keep moving on.
I can't say that I still love you
even though I do.
I can't get over you even though
I'm trying to,
because my heart beats for you.
I just can't do anything.
Not without the thoughts
running through.
I can't.
C-A-N-T.
