Do you know what it’s like,
To fight the tears back,
Using more strength than you have,
And the courage you lack,

I have nothing left,
Nothing to do,
Nothing but sit,
And think of you,

It’s a storm in a tea cup,
Loosing once again,
Screaming the truth,
But the lies cause me pain,

It’s the journey that’s important,
Never where it ends,
But the love that always traps me,
Is the thing on which the future depends,

And so they scream,
“what do we do now?” 
Well no one will ever know,
But we will figure it out somehow.