I always critisiced
never thinking of what would come
of what id have said
or what id done
but now your'e gone
forever in your eternal sleep
i cannot cry
because you're not here to dry my tears
i cannot talk
because who will listen to me?
i cannot write
because no-one is here to read my words
i cannot show
because there is no-one to show
i cannot sing
because no-one will listen
i cannot do anything
because there is no-one here but me
you've left me here
to only my thoughts,
only my thoughts as company
and you wonder what it is
that made me die inside.
i cannot cry
because ive cried too much
and you became another teardrop
dropped on deaf ears
on blind eyes