I Can Feel It
I can feel it,
you're drifting far away from me.
I'm reaching out to you,
but you keep drifting farther.
I remember the past,
when I was able to hold my hand out.
Back then, if I held my hand out
you would grab it and never let go.
I can predict it,
you will drift so far and will
be forever out of my reach.
It hurts knowing it's the truth.
I am passively living,
the world in front of me is so beautiful.
It is so beautiful but I am not moved by
anything and it feels like I'm being
drowned in darkness.
You know don't you?
I know you, and I believe you know
the way I feel right now.
So why is it that you do this to me?
Do you know how hard it is to pretend?
How hard it is to pretend that everything is "awesome".
You know a lot, you always have.
However, I am sure you do not understand every piece.
I used to feel that you could look through me,
look through and see everything.
I know that is not the case this time, because if
you did look through then why would you be this cruel?
You're good at moving on, and of that I am envious.
I try to move on,
move past these feelings of mine.
Then all of a sudden when I'm around you
it ruins all of my efforts.
You move so fast and I try to keep up,
but I stumble and fall while you keep running.
You do not look back and just leave me alone.
Alone in the dark to fight for myself and survive.
I can feel it,
I am no longer important.
I am not special nor a bestfriend.
I am simply just another human being.
you're drifting far away from me.
I'm reaching out to you,
but you keep drifting farther.
I remember the past,
when I was able to hold my hand out.
Back then, if I held my hand out
you would grab it and never let go.
I can predict it,
you will drift so far and will
be forever out of my reach.
It hurts knowing it's the truth.
I am passively living,
the world in front of me is so beautiful.
It is so beautiful but I am not moved by
anything and it feels like I'm being
drowned in darkness.
You know don't you?
I know you, and I believe you know
the way I feel right now.
So why is it that you do this to me?
Do you know how hard it is to pretend?
How hard it is to pretend that everything is "awesome".
You know a lot, you always have.
However, I am sure you do not understand every piece.
I used to feel that you could look through me,
look through and see everything.
I know that is not the case this time, because if
you did look through then why would you be this cruel?
You're good at moving on, and of that I am envious.
I try to move on,
move past these feelings of mine.
Then all of a sudden when I'm around you
it ruins all of my efforts.
You move so fast and I try to keep up,
but I stumble and fall while you keep running.
You do not look back and just leave me alone.
Alone in the dark to fight for myself and survive.
I can feel it,
I am no longer important.
I am not special nor a bestfriend.
I am simply just another human being.