As we talk to one another,
thinking that all is cool.
Thinking the world of you,
but all I am is the fool.
These feelings I once had,
the words that have been said.
My heart turned upside down,
oh how I wish I was dead.
If liking you oh so much
is nothing but a crime,
then let me face it like a man,
for I will do the time.
My words ringing hollow,
am I crying out in vain?
To face my due punishment,
a lifetime of pain.
The discomfort is just so great,
that I cannot even sleep.
As I toss and turn in bed,
these feelings run so deep.
I feel like scum beneath your feet,
with each and passing day.
I'm sorry that I have ever
thought you about that way.
I am just sick and tired,
of looking like the bad guy.
There's a whole world for me,
there's no more time to cry.
I ask myself everyday,
on how to forget about you.
So I can go on with my life,
if that's what I must do.
5/7/98