Questions

You love them, don’t you?

Give anything to make them notice

They don’t quite see they’ve been chosen

All those nights you go to sleep, broken

Wondering is it you or them, so you’re hoping 

Dealing with the small things, coping 

But the days are getting better and they don’t see

You were standing in their shadow, hopelessly 

Now you’re grabbing your emotions back 

And they chase after you like they’re running track

But they didn’t see where you’d been this entire time

Wondering should you fall for those tired lines

“I was busy” “I couldn’t reply” 

Even God is busy, and he still has time 

I tore myself apart loving you

And “you’re busy” come on tell the truth

You didn’t want me nor the time it took

I can read you like an open book

But because I fell out of loving you and began to love myself

I see now, happiness alone to me is wealth 

Your smile gave me energy and hugs gave me positivity 

It wasn’t mutual, so I had to step back.

Going back to the beginning these were the questions I just had to ask.