It's sad to see that you don't care when I'm not there.
Where is your concern when I don't turn up to visit?
Where is your emotion?
In my eyes, I see you're going through motions.
Instead of just words which you can hide behind, show me...
But you can't,
you won't,
you don't
And I cry...
Euphoria, depression...
Acceptance, rejection...
its a never ending cycle,
a roller coaster I can't get off.
But I don't want to be off,
So I don't get off
I'll hang on until it hurls me down,
Down onto the cold and loneliness,
that is the ground...
And I die...
