he never told me
as much a s i might stare
he never once told me
nothing was there
he couldn't reiterate
he never told me once
and how could i contemplate
if he never told me once?
he never told me
i strung myself along
he never told me
so i never knew i didn't belong
blinded by lights
he couldn't tell me
taken to new heights
he couldn't tell me
he never told me
i was never shown the way
he never told me
and what is left to say?
i starved my self from what i deserved
thought he couldn't tell me
i assumed him and i would always stay the same
though he couldn't tell me
he never said a word
right-out flat
then one day a halt
and that was that
and he never told me
and i still haven'yt found out
what he hasn't told me
seems to stick out
It would be much better if it was metered. Kinda slow, boring teen unrequitted love junk...