I don't know what to think

I don't know what to feel

I don't know why

What's wrong with me?

I wish I knew what you were thinking

What you were feeling

I don't care if it'd hurt

At least I'd have a definitive answer

Confused, my heart aches

Happy, it still yearns

Fearful, it needs more

Frantic, my mind can't take it

My eyes sear

My heart pounds

My stomach knots

My lungs panic

I let my feelings show

I think it's my fault...

I like you too much

It is all my fault...

I cannot live life this way

Without knowing, always thinking "what if?"

I'd rather risk it all and have you hate me

Than not know if I'm missing out on a lifetime of happiness

This life happens once

I am so afraid

Afraid to live, afraid to love

Afraid to miss out, to regret

What do I do?

What are we?

Who will we become?

I don't know

I don't know

I don't know

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They remind me of all that has been

Of all that cannot not be

I knew a girl

Radiant with angelic light

We loved each other

Gazed upon the stars every night

Nothing ever lasts

Only the stars up above

So I'll tell a tale

Of heartache, courtship and love

The wind wraps around me

Hair flowing in the breeze

And the seas below remind me

Of all that has been

Of all that will not be

She fell away from

The tender touch of happiness

I tried to help

But in vain, as she was lost within the mess

And the wind wraps around me

Hands float from my sides

And the rocks below taunt me

Of all that has been

Of all that will not be

The girl met a man

Who could help free her from the storm

I watched in dejection

As she went on to love him even more

The wind wraps around me

The sun sets sail for west

The tides that loom remind me

Of all that has been...

They walk, their hands entwined

Their beings bound in love

Footprints in the sand remind me

Of all that has been...

And the wind whips about me

The stars begin to fade

And the ocean foam embraces

All that has been

And all that can never be

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Who or what defines my value?

My worth is perceptibly unsteady

Shaped by down-trodden eyes

Casting shadows with every glance

Feeble minds grasp at straws

Social exploitation reigns as sovereign

The elite expedite mediocrity

Whilst followers ride an ever-looping current

Their community, their idols

Give meaning to their worthless lives

So they slog on, working towards nothing

Their life fades as the dawn unto dusk

Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder

Yet beauty is a construct formed not from within

Rather, it is force fed to us by sinners and liars

All who cower in their own shadows and flaws

You can define your own value

But what does it matter?

Is art still art if no one bears witness?

Only the ones that matter truly care

Who truly matters?

Every choice we make branches another path

Each path leads to different people

Those people who matter in one lifetime

Matter not in another

Yet we focus our attention on them, ourselves, and our idols

No one thing, no one person

Can give us meaning

Can anything at all?

Do we actually have worth?

We live in a minuscule moment

Only a thread in the fabric of time

What do we matter in the end of it all?

We are just that

Matter, in the end of it all