I want to cry, but,

Why should I?

When the only one who sees

Is your God above the sky.

But the only one who sees

Is really only me

When I look into the mirror.

And it's only when I talk to you

When I feel a bit better.

But what costs is due,

And I don't want to seem bitter.

But I care too much I'm boiling

And I just need to simmer.

I love you. And apart of me is shamed.

I can't fully say my past relationships are to blame,

I've always been this way.

I just hope we at least stay friends

When it comes to our final days.