I love you.
You know that.
I'll fight for you.
You hate that.
I'll die for you.
You're scared of that.
All the things I would do for you are getting me nowhere.
It's not your intention,
but you are tearing me apart.

All these sleepless nights
are making me lose my mind.
They told me to take these pills and I'll be fine.
I take them every night,
yet I still toss and turn in my bed,
as all the memories are pounding in my head.
All the what ifs,
all the whys,
all the why nots.
I still have to fake my smiles.
I have to act like I'm okay.
I wonder if I'll ever be truly happy.