Cry
I've been trying to make sense of my life,
of everything...
Why I think I need a man so much
Or even need a friend.
Why I can't be content
with everything and nothing.
I eat when I'm sad,
Starve when I'm depressed,
Cry when I'm lonely,
But shut out all emotion
when I've hit rock bottom.
I can't remember how it feels
to let it all out
to cry on someone's shoulder
or just to cry.
I wish I could,
I long for it...
Because as crappy as it is
I feel better afterwards
Cuz then I know my heart's still working
I'm not empty inside
...Not yet
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