If my tears of pain
Will not make you change your demeanor
Would seeing me broken change your actions
Would my broken heart
Help you see the error of your ways
If my silence
Will not make you change your oppressive tendencies
Would my eyes become the windows of my soul
Expressing all my deepest secrets
And awakening my silenced voice
That I have kept quiet for far too long
If my touch
Will not make you fall in love with me again
Than why do I bother to stay in your arms
If you will never learn to love me
or to atleast pretend you care
If my love for you
Will not msnifest to become the greatest love story that has ever existed
Than why do I dwell on futile fairytales
Only full of happily ever afters
Yet I know I will never be happy with you
Nor will I ever be able to live without you