Torn

I try to do right in your eyes,
Trying to gain the eventual prize,
And then there is that suprise,
Meaning all my hope dies.

I try to hide my pain,
Not even feeling sane,
Trying to avoid the fast lane,
Hiding my shame.

Why does it now feel like a chore?
You always knew I wanted more,
And you will always be the one I adore,
Even though it's my heart you tore.