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Why do I try? I do not know what to think, Too tierd to hate it. Why do I suffer and accept this torment? I know that I can’t go back. Too weak to even look it in the eyes. Who do I carry it for? I don't know what to love. That much I know. What do I carry it for? I know that I can’t dwell in the present, That’s about all I know. Whyever I do it, I do. I have to live for the future. This is no reason to die. Whatever it is, I am confused, There’s not much left to love. Whoever it is, I am scared, Trying to push back against it. |