This isn't what I wanted,
I didn't ask for it.
All around me I hear screaming,
Yet in the corner I just sit.

I notice you looking at your hands,
Pretending you don't exist.
I see you carve your name in the wall,
And his name carved on your wrist.

I don't know how to help,
Or how to make it easier.
Would you mind just hanging on for a while?
Come on, don't make this cheesier.

I know you've heard it all before,
So you're not gonna listen to me gushing.
I'm not doing anything bad,
But am I bad for doing nothing?

I'm comfortable here, thanks.
Don't make me move for you.
Though I know I should speak up,
Do I have to have a breakthrough?

If I can be the hero,
Does it make me the villain if I choose not to?
I guess I have a responsibility, I mean,
Now that I know what is really true.