Sunday, April 5, 2009 @ 2:39 AM
BrokenDown.
I wish I knew what I should do.
I wish I knew what you really want.
I wish I knew what you're really asking for.
I wish I knew what really goes on in your mind.

Is it me?
Was it something I did?
Was it something I said?
Was it something I made you feel?
Was it something I made you think?

Do my words really get to you?
Is it really me?
Do I not understand?
Am I just not understanding?
Do I just not get you?
Do I just not get what your going through?
Am I asking for too much?
I really don't know.

I need you to tell me more.
I need you to open up to me.

Why do you open up to other people more?
Why do you tell them more than you tell me?
Am I that bad?
Do I not have the right to know?

It just hurts.
God caught me off guard.
I know I've been escaping.
But do you know why?

I try so hard
To understand,
To believe in you,
To have faith in you,
To give you the strength,
Do you see me effort though?
Does my effort really help?

I know you'd rather not talk about it.
You think that you're not ready.
But you really don't realize how ready you are.
You're strong,
And you're ready for anything that comes in your way.
I know it,
And I'm sure about it.

You have my support,
Even though you don't need me anymore.

I've been waiting,
For the day you come running to me,
and cry on my shoulder.
I'll always be here,
And these shoulders are available anytime.

This may be some crap.
Nonsence?
Rubbish?
But it's just too much for me to handle.
I had to let it all out.
Couldn't control these tears.

I just want you back.
I just want you to come back.
I don't care even if they say I have no life.
I care about you.

I miss you.