SCREAMING

And when pride overtakes me.

Its nights like these when i feel like climbing the roof.
When i feel like standing tall and shouting out.

" I like you!" "Why don't you believe me?!"
Its times like these when I can't understand why you're feeling so worthless.
Its times like these i want to tell you I'll be a better man, all for you.

I had been trying, I've been changing.
I've been struggling, these all almost felt like dying.

But you won't listen, you won't lend a ear.
You aren't bothered by my heartfelt tears.

Then you'll tell me "I don't know why, but I just don't find guys interesting."
And I'll ask you a question, a question that resonates repeatedly in this empty heart.

Then why... then why did you say all that you said?
Why did you paint all the dreams that we shared.
For what did you choose to follow me.
To whom did your eyes speak to the whole time?

The stories I made, the life i crafted.
It's falling into someone Else's hands the moment I started.

How can I not scream
How can I not be hurt?
Why would I not flinch to see the work of my hands
Used and now reduced to dirt?

A call into the night
A trembling in a corner.
Tears in the moonlight

Won't bring me back to her.

It felt like this.
It did.