I'm sick of "I'm sorry,"
They have no reason to share their damn sympathetic thoughts
I only want you to be,
But this weeping is all for naught.
This love for those depression falling
Many see this empathy as truly amazing,
But can you even hear the pained calling
Or is it all just that I'm lost in a maze.
I have to keep living every day
It's hard to breath through this sorrow,
For your mistake I have to pay
Living on time I would've let you borrow.
Why couldn't the the thought cross your mind,
If it did why didn't you act,
Now I'm left in this bind,
While your stuck in that deep dark cast.
