Inside I cry, but I don't always know why.
The things I love come and go too fast.
The things I despise seem to always have a comeback.
Is it just the nature of the universe to cause such a spin?
Or is it simply the nature of me and the mindset I'm in?
I want to love but loving is hard.
So instead I look inward for solace.
Is this how everyone feels everyday?
Or even people who have someone once the love goes away?
You might think my feelings are pathetic, misled.
My rhyming cliche in all books that you've read.
My reply is very simple and very legit.
I'm not living for you, so I don't give a shit.
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