• I want to cry,
    I want to feel,
    Something that is not real,
    You remind me of the times,
    I lay awake way past nine,
    I was thinkin of your blindin' beauty,
    You made me feel,
    Something that is not real,
    But now,
    I think I hate you,
    But I know,
    I still need you,
    And I hope you still do to,
    I have cried to many tears,
    All of your teasing jeers,
    Each like a lash,
    I will turn you into ash,
    We made the same mistakes,
    Like we always do,
    I want to cry,
    I want to feel,
    Something that is not real.
    This feeling we call "love",
    Is it real?
    Or just a infuation,
    With you.
    I cry,
    I feel,
    Something that is now not real.