I'm dying inside. I wish I can read your fucking mind. I can't stop thinking about you. You are in my head all day and night. You told me last night, feelings that you have kept hidden away inside. But I can't believe you. Is what you say even true? And why the hell does none of that shit we do phase you? I look at your face and you don't have a worry or care. I want to fucken die, all day, and all the time. Why does this keep happening? Why do I keep falling for you all the time. WHY THE HELL CAN'T I GET YOU OFF MY MIND! Stop playing tricks with my head. I swear someday I'll end up dead. And will you give a damn? Well how can I ever know if you won't tell me one fucking thing. If what we have together is real, why can't you tell me how you feel. I wish I can read your fucking mind, cuz damn it baby I'm fucken dying inside. I want to die.
