There is no purpose to my existence.
I’m all alone.
I don’t belong anywhere,
but I want to belong with you.
I’m running out of tape
to mend my heart back together.
Broken and mangled,
beyond point of repair.
I’m tired of losing,
getting lost in despair.
I try to be everything,
but I fall short once again.
But this time I won’t try.
This time I won’t lie.
Life is a game,
and I’ve lost in every possible way.
There’s no point in looking forward,
to another dark and dreary day.
A tear falls forever,
inside my empty heart.
I hate the way I don’t hate you,
not one bit…not at all.
Nothing can be perfect,
except for you and me.
Empty regrets and nothing else,
so I must have pushed it away,
and you wonder why I cried.
It’s because I’m so afraid,
to not have you with me,
to go through it alone.
Out of a million stars
and a million dreams,
I wish upon a single star
and I dream of you.