Is it wrong of me to hope
You have trouble sleeping tonight?
Because I do every night,
I am without you.

Is it wrong of me to make
My feelings known to you,
And think you have none
When you have to choose something over me?

Is it wrong of me to scream
When I feel like your not understanding,
And I feel like your not hearing
Or not caring?

Is it wrong of my to cry
When I miss you so much,
And I feel like I can’t change
When I’ll be in your arms next?

I feel like nothing is in my hands.
And all I want is for you to tell me
It is right of me to feel,
And that you understand me to.