About questioning others' compassion, and gaining strength and sadness from lack thereof. |
If I fell Would you help me up? If I cried Would you dry my tears? If my heart broke Would you mend it? If I am lost Will you find me? No. I have fallen For everyone to see, But I got up Just me. I have cried So hard I couldn’t breathe, No one dried my tears No one, just me. My heart has been broken Shattered into so many pieces, No one to mend it For you my love decreases. I am lost No one around to care, I am looking so hard But nobody is there. I don’t understand How can I love so many? So much And no one’s here for me? I am so broken No one even notices I don’t hide my feelings that well Do you notice? Can you see my heart? Breaking right in front of you Or my life? Ending this very moment. I have lived without regret Will you? When I am gone Will you have any regrets? Regret meeting me? Regret not loving me? Or holding my hand When I needed you the most. Open your eyes Look into mine You will see I am not okay. You choose Whether you care Or not You choose. I need help Are you the one? You can help me But will you choose to? I guess we will see Depending on your choice Who really needs the help? You…or me? |