I could
give the whole word to you in a grain of rice. My feelings towards you just don't seem to matter anymore. No matter who I meet and what I do. All of my thoughts seem to revolve around you. Forsaken in this devilish place; hoping you will come to me one day. Someone new is in my midst, it doesn't matter now. I don't have you. Never good enough for you to even talk to. Is my pain and suffering enough for you. Matter of the fact, you don't care. Even while I was with you, and my hand was tossled in your hair. Something more is above us, nothing below us. You don't care.