I am dying inside,
yet you can't seem to see,
that all of the pain is because
you left me to be.
Pretend what you wish
but i know what is real,
that the past is what mattered
and the present is not a big deal.
I have yet to be who I am,
not that you ever will care,
all those tears that you never noticed
were because I was scared so i didn't dare.