What is wrong with me? Why do I feel this way?
Why right now? I thought I was past this day.
Everything always comes, nothing ever stays.
Time is always moving against me and it breaks me apart.
Even when others don’t believe I have a heart.
They’re wrong, so wrong. I feel everything that comes.
People who were close have broken away, no one new has come to stay.
Others come but only to stray.
There is a gap in my heart where he tore it apart.
Its hard to forgive, its harder to forget,
When no one can understand how you came to be so set.
Sometimes I hate myself, sometimes I hate others…neither can heal or stitch up the widening gap in my heart.
Sometimes I feel sad though I know not the reason
Sometimes the feelings, can pass with the season.
There’s too much I regret and too little I cherish.
Its no wonder my life at any moment can perish.
My heart is half empty, not filled to the brim.
I’m stuck,
Stuck at the meaning of love.
