I look at you like you hung the stars
But you tell me I've disappointed you so far
I hold back my tears when you drive off in your car
My hopes and your expectations are my scars.
The fated paper crinkles in my fist
Crushed dreams isn't too far down the list
Please, don't tell me that I don't exist
Not now, when I see fragile life on my wrist.
You used to kiss me at breakfast
But now you avoid me like a tempest
Forgive me for acting so reckless
And you might forgive yourself for being embarrassed.
Your sad tears, they always sicken me
When mine falls you hatefully let them be
Blinded by "stuff" you don't see my plea
Why should I trust you, when you've thrown away the key.
It's not my fault, I tried my best
Even until now when I've been put to the test
But I dare not give up nor speak up lest
All the anger come home to nest.