Sometimes your heart isn't broken,
but it feels like it's constantly almost there.
Your head pounds with an uncontrollable force and all you want to do, is be alone.
All you want to say, is no.
But you can't.
And you won't.
Because going home may seem great, avoiding the pain...but hey, there's your friend, her life she wants to take.
Lies and otherwise, people who make you unbelievably sick.
Sick of what they've done, sick of what they've become or maybe... What they've always been.
People who try... Again and again to make you happy but only make it worse.
Those who are supposed to love you dearly but end up giving up on you.
One sided happiness, one sided love, one sided feelings.
A trap I can't escape without his heart breaking.
A relationship that everyone thought I needed, wanted, hoped for.
But it has only left me unhappy, torn and on the floor crying.
Crying for an answer, crying for a way out.
While he says "You're so gorgeous, please don't pout."
I say "K, thanks." And try to get out.
It isn't right and I'm not happy.
But since when have I been?
And as I sit at home... while others rush off to school, or work, or both, I wonder...
Why did I do this?
Why did I want to be alone?
Sometimes your heart isn't broken,
but it feels like it's constantly almost there.
