I gave the wrong people the right pieces of me.
Now I'm left all alone as just a fading memory.
In a time where I should be happy and free.
But instead I'm less then half of what I could be.
So now I'll go back to the start.
By choosing to focus on my art.
To bad thats how this all began.
I fell for her but then she ran.
I would have chased after her in a heartbeat.
But when I tried I couldn't move my feet.
What was left of my heart.
Knew from the start.
And what was left of my mind.
Just could not find.
The reason she put us to an end.
I wish she would stop calling me just a friend.
