Its something hard to talk about
Much harder to describe
My words can never fathom
The pain I feel inside
Its funny how familiar silence seems
I feel like Avril on a "Damn cold night"
Im used to it now but it still hurts
And nothing ever seems right.
I wait and wait much more than I should
Because of a hope that never dies
I dont know why I keep on trying..
Why I jus cant see those lies...
The star in my eye becomes a drop
and runs unheeded down my face
Its ironic how a little tear
can fall with so much grace...
