Letting the cloth sheets catch my every tear,
I cry again tonight.
Over the things you say and don't mean.
The little things you say hit me so deep,
I don't know whether to believe them or toss them aside.
All these signals. I'm so confused.
What am I to do?
I hate doing all of this crying just because of you.
It drains my energy and I slip back into depression's hold.
I just can't seem to stop the tears from coming.
I can't stop it.
Why can't I stop them?
I'm tired of crying myself to sleep...