I’ve been restless, depressed, and stressed.
I don’t know what to think anymore.
Emotions rule these actions.
I can’t escape this mystery.
I’m sick of feeling that I need you, (like I always do.)
But I miss you…
I’m sick of feeding your attention, (I cry for you.)
Just give me the truth and I’d be fine…
I see lively things around me as dead.
Their world is colourful but mine is black.
They are happy, but why do I feel sad?
I’m healthy but why do I feel unwell?
I’ve been busy, but why do I still go through this?
I really can’t understand.
How is it you manage to sleep at night?
That heart isn’t hard enough, not as hard as I feel.
When I lie in my bed at night and realize,
For maybe the thousandth time it’s all over…
Yet still you haunt me.
I feel our dream really end this way.
I hear you label me a hypocrite.
There’s no one left to blame it on,
Cause I can’t seem to get this through.
You say it’s over,
And it loves to control me and slowly kills me,
Abuses me and defines my misery, I can’t fight it away.
I can’t escape my mind today.
Those extraordinary moments you gave.
The love and fidelity, sorrow and pain.
Tears and weariness, bliss and compassion.
Those are the ones that impair me most.
I tried to stay sober but I feel like I’m fading.
I know my mistakes and imperfections, as I always do.
I know how it been to you…
All I want is to be well again and be refreshed.
And the answer is you…
Just be fair and give me the truth.
