The Difference

All my thoughts in you are waste Everyday, every single way I try Let the pain remain inside my heart When will you even try? Am I really a part of you life? You hate the way I talk to you You hate the way I am When there’s a boundary between something It means something, it really does But the boundary we are in Seems like it means something but Ask yourself does it really? I’ve tried and may be I’m trying But you know it and I know it It’s just madness and I’m still trying But you aren’t even trying to try