Such a simple word
yet unattainable for so many
I'm sorry
forgive me
who am I
to stand in the way of your happiness
I wish only for you
to be joyful
content
Id throw myself to misery
If it meant your everlasting love
I'm not so important
and I will not be here for very long
do excuse me
I'm here to please
for now
just let me know
shall I accompany you
or not
do not hesitate
ask what you will of me
I am sorry if I ruin things
or get confused
I mix the world in a blend of colors
that I which
even I have yet to understand
on the brink of insanity
I just want to you feel loved
I am not as close as you think
I have lost myself
time and time again
I have changed for you
I have been so many people
do not hurt
for pain will only cease when you allow it
do not cry
for when the day comes when you need your tears
you will have wasted them
in your happier years
please
do me a small favor
find your happiness
be content
live for you and only you
fall in love
do tell me bout it
for I shan't be there
and your story
oh it would be as if I was reaching out
almost touching something
as audible voice comes to mind
three little words
no this statement is false
I don't even know you
you claim I do
but do I
really?
no
I could never step into your head
keep telling yourself these things
just as you tell your self you know me
do you?
of course not
how can you know a person
who does not even know their self?
my deepest conflict
is one
where I have become so accustomed
that the mere addition of a being
threw me off
I have bad reactions to change
forgive me
I cannot cope
I want to run
to be free
to find home
home is where the heart is
and I left my heart in a house with no water
water is life
so where do we go from here?
I feel an emotion with all parts of me
emotion that I do not believe
or attain properly
but empathize
its simple
I wish for you the best
for everyone
and if that is something that I cannot bring forth
I would sooner leave
than be rendered useless
trust me
not the cliche phrase
really trust me
my final statements will be memoir to few
and really my dear
what use have you for me now
I am but a quiet voice
a shadow
keep your flames
I've been dead in this fire for years now