Who can you trust
When you can't trust yourself?
Why does it hurt so bad?
Shattered to a million pieces,
Mine no stranger to pain.
Thought I found a super glue
But no, it lost the adhesive.
If I could find the secret to eternal happiness
I'd give it away for free.
The burning doubt
And deeping depression I feel
Are no way to live.
Broken, crushed, pain.
I'm too good to waste on you.
Still--
Why does it hurt so bad?
Why do the good memories
Struggle to conquer the bad?
Even now, with 1,000 reasons to hate,
I've got 1,001 to love.
But it hurts, hurts, an ache
No asprin can cure.
Destroy and yet create
Arguments inside my head,
Already pounding--
Either choice will kill me,
Yet none at all hurts just as bad.
How can I choose?
There isn't a choice.
I look for happiness in vain.
 
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