It feels as if I've never wanted dreams, maybe because they're just too much for me.
I wouldn't be able to handle them on
my own.
They would never be accomplished, let alone desired.
I still wish I was whoever you were with; stop holding the fragile girl so close.
She will never know what I've done to
save you.
Only if you had known that you had meant the most.
Everything should be all right, but I
know it's not,
and it will never be.
The scars have traveled so deep, I feel
rooted to the spot.
My veins have been strung so tight, it's
like I almost forgot
how much you meant to me.