I don't know why I try
When I fall every single time
And my heart breaks even more inside
Then there's the problem of trying to find
And break through to your empathy
To show your remorse for losing me
Here we are at my funeral
There you go like a wall of stone
Never showing emotion
So I don't know why I try
When I die every single time
Maybe when you stop
Askin so much of me
I'll maybe start listening
You bring me down with all your wants
So I'm weighed down
Can't reach the top
I don't know why
You encourage me to fly
With a broken wing
You tease and taunt me
I don't know why I try
When I fall every single time
And my heart breaks even more inside
Then there's the problem of trying to find
And break through to your empathy
To show your remorse for losing me
Here we are at my funeral
There you go like a wall of stone
Never showing emotion
So I don't know why I try
When I die every single time
[Bridge]
Just stand there
Pink flowers everywhere
Don't remember me
Don't remember me
I'm better off
Where I am
So don't remember me
I don't know why I try
When I fall every single time
And my heart breaks even more inside
Then there's the problem of trying to find
And break through to your empathy
To show your remorse for losing me
Here we are at my funeral
There you go like a wall of stone
Never showing emotion
So I don't know why I try
When I die every single time
I don't know why I try
When I fall every single time
And my heart breaks even more inside
Then there's the problem of trying to find
And break through to your empathy
To show your remorse for losing me
Here we are at my funeral
There you go like a wall of stone
Never showing emotion
So I don't know why I try
When I die every single time
Just so you know
I died at the hand of you.
A/N: just something I wrote when SOME PEOPLE pissed me off. Next poem will be up soon.
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