I sit here and I wonder what to do
I don’t know what to feel
it like im going up and down a hill and just cant make it.
I keep telling myself I shouldn’t tell
but deep inside I know I need to
it creeps along my side and it stays on my mind
I tried to be kind
but I cant anymore she is diying inside right in frount of my eyes
she tells me these white lies.
But I can see it in her eyes that she is in pain
and I see the cut on her wrist
and wonder why she would do this.
she sit there and hides behind that mask of all lies
and I cant mind but to ask her why
I tell her you see what it put me through
and I didn’t mind telling her
because the lies I told weren’t very nice and I lost all trust
and I now have no one by my side
I cant sit here and let her die from the inside out
Because I know theres light at the end of the tunnal