(no subject)
I both want to be happy but live alone
I both want to be rejected but be loved
I choose both ends of the same spectrum since I can't choose which weighs more...
I know the words and I can't bring myself to speak
I hum the song but I can't bare to sing
Each time I try to make a choice, I end up choosing none at all
Each second pass kills me inside
Yet each second I sense hope resides
I'm so confused but I see things so clear; that I have no idea what is feeling
Beating around the bushes only prolongs my ache
Tell me, should I stay and wait
And let my feelings begin rot and decay?
Or just tell me go on and move forth
So I can freely look up north
and wonder and ponder the possibility
that could have been you and me?