And the good die young

and I Cried

I sat right next to you and I cried.
I sat there and just cried.
I cried silently to myself.
I sniffed and wiped and when you shift I looked away like it was something new.
Not to me, maybe to you.
I sat next to you and silently cried to myself.
You didn't notice because I don't really think you care.
I see us growing apart, you may not notice.
But how could you, you pay me no attention.
I sat next to you and cried silently to myself.
Thinking if I died right now would you really care?
Thinking if I left right now, would you notice I wasn't here?
You pulled and pulled and finally I just pushed.
I got so tired of fighting that I've given up.
I sat next to you and cried silently. You didn't even notice me.
You fought for me, only to not want me.
At least that's how I feel.
I sat next to you and cried silently.
I sniffed and you shift and I acted like this was new to me.
I wiped the tears that fell and threatened to give me away.
I cried next to you and you dreamed away.
I cried next to you and my cries weren't left at bay.
They flowed like a faucet.
I cried next to you as you lay.
I died next to you that same day.
Little do you know I changed my life that day?
I cried next to you and you never heard me.
If you did would you save me?
I cried next to you because you left me lonely.
You were here physically, but mentally and emotionally not really.
I cried next to you cuz only one of us can feel anything.
I cried next to you and it was my last cry.
If I cry next to you again, I'd rather just die.