Did I do something wrong?
Did I make it be like this?
Did I make bạn cry like that?
I have too many questions...
Can somebody help me?
Will somebody with their own will?
To take back my weakness?
To not make me feel ill?
I have so many broken peices.
So much pain.
I have nothing left...
I don't feel like I'm sane.
bạn turned you're back.
I wish I could cry.
But it's either I'm to strong...
hoặc all I want is to die...
I try to put it, put it in my chest.
I didn't know what to do...
I'm to weak...
To stressed.
I clenched my teeth.
I gripped my fists.
A tear runs down...
To fall on my bed.
I colapse on the floor.
No way to find out.
bạn were someone to kill.
Someone not to be found.
bạn were no one to care.
No one to love.
bạn tore my tim, trái tim in two.
I'm nothing right now.
I feel like I'm broken.
I feel so insane.
I feel like it was you're fault...
But it's my fault...my shame.
I hesitate to scream.
I want to yell out.
The tears on my chin.
I felt the need to shout.
'Get out of my thoughts!'
'Get out of my life!'
But what I didn't know...
What I didn't realize.
bạn were already gone...
That's what I just found.
bạn told me googbye.
I felt a crowd.
A crowd around me.
bạn told me to leave.
As much as I wanted to...
I know what I need.
I dropped on the floor.
The tears seround me.
I felt no love.
Something so frightning.
I knew he was wrong.
I had to have met you.
You're the worst thing that happened to me...
Now I know I was wrong too...
