The Forgotten

Watch you leave when I’m about to give

Stay still while time goes by and I can’t kill
The emptiness keeps emerging in my lungs
Walking under the rain holding my breath for getting in the last train
In a cold Sunday, you say you’ll get away
I force myself doing everything to make you think
That you shouldn’t just leave me like this
We both, the mistakeable persons
But, you’re getting in your own way now
While I don’t think It’s not easy
I’m trying but the thing you do is leaving
I’m holding onto you, but you’re up to someone else
We’re up to nothing, I just realize it
I’m just a creep
I have to wake up and leave, being the old me who never wither
Me, the forgotten one who’s trying to live happier
alone ~