I opened up,
Showed you my world.
You read my heart,
All the words I’ve written.
So much effort
That seems so useless now.
I hate this part.

This is where you dont make a move.
This is where things go silent.
This is where we stop mixing.
This is where I start to give up.

Warning signs are now telling me,
We just arent meant to be.
I don’t want it this way,
But life has taught me
To keep moving
Even if it’s in a different direction.
So I am picking myself up again,
I am picking a new path.