You think I’m pretty and smart And kind and an all around good person You constantly tell me all the good things about me And do what you can to help me. Now I must ask myself, What is it I love about you? Perhaps I’ve never truly thought about it. Because you will never be mine Because we are so close, but so far away And the idea of ever being yours Is undeniably far-fetched. “Talking.” Talking is all we have. I’m tired of just talking, but I never want to say goodbye. Because if I do that, we’ll have nothing Am I so concerned with how others will perceive this THIS – whatever THIS is That I can’t tell you what it is I need to tell you That I can’t do what I need to do. Whatever those things even are! It took me so much courage just to make this for someone Who I can’t see. Or am I simply afraid of how it might make me feel To get so involved with someone who’s never right in front of me. It’s going to drive me crazy. What am I supposed to do!? Am I supposed to wait and half-kill myself Wait and wait when I have no idea what the result will be! I think I might just die inside If in the end, you STILL don’t belong to me. Or am I supposed to end it now and try to move on Probably constantly regretting the decision I made. Is that even possible for me? Is it even possible to leave you alone? Or will I fail like before? I’m so lost I've no clue what direction I’m supposed to take All I want to do is find the dead end And hope I can agree with whatever’s waiting for me.