I'm fallin apart,
why am I letting go so fast?
why do I keep holding on to the nothing that is left?
I am bearly holding onto you,
onto us, with each little things left in life,
is it sad to ask yourself if you dare move from which the very spot you stand in?
I reach out for the memories but they are just fallin apart just like you and I.
The memories we held at this very place are all shattered on the floor,
all because of the way you hurt me.
I hate how I never got an apology from these men.
I'm fallin apart and no one seems to understand or care.
I keep fallin apart...
