fed up...crying...

smiling while I'm dying...

don't know how to approach you...

to show you the pain I am hiding...

 

 

holding it all in...

to avoid the stressful mess...

but keeping this inside of me...

only puts me in distress...

 

 

it hurts too much to talk...

so i write to ease the pain...

but the pain over raids...

you're still on my brain...

 

 

i try to forget about it...

somehow I occupy my time..

but the stormy weather in my heart...

wont let the sun in you shine...

 

 

you keep hurting me...

ignoring me...

never even worry for me...

you no longer come around…

to even see whats up with me…

 

 

its like I don’t exist to you…

was once your love..

but now im “who?”…

it hurts to know im nothing to you…

even after all that we’ve been through…

 

 

but no matter what…

I can’t let go…

Your love for me

Is bitter cold

I’m in your clutch…

I’m in your hold…

But don’t say that you love me 

If it really truly isn’t so…

 

You see I’m being bold…

I can’t withhold

My brain?? 

Is gonna explode…

And my words no longer 

want to go untold

I’ll say it again

Repeat my ode

don’t say that you love me 

If it really truly isn’t so…"

 

 

 

-JM