You say it’s not too late for me to finally realize,
That nothing wrong with having some emotion,
But then you turn away when I look deep into your eyes
Can’t you see that causes me some confusion,
What is there you see that makes you want to quickly turn your head
Is it the sadness that’s become my nature,
You can’t know what comes from strolling on the plains of dead
When living through it just becomes a failure,
I’d tell you all about those times but you don’t want to know,
Because doesn’t blend with your reality,
So pack your things up again I guess it’s time for you to go,
Go running some where else to anyone but me,
You say that it’s a shame I have lost all of my feeling
But still you pack your bag and go away,
I guess you can’t see what to me your actions are revealing
That despite it all it just another day,
I guess you thought that I might cry and beg you not to leave
But I grown used to losing all I care for,
Having nothing left to me is no reason for me to grieve,
It’s happen too many times before,
So I sit with lights turned off inside a darkening room
It only so I won’t be wasting the electricity,
And now that you have left my home is just becomes my tomb
Of lost emotions and reality.