Empty promises and broken dreams.

Scattered lives, ripped at the seams.

Waiting for me to try to act tough,

Ignoring until things got rough.

Now I have nothing left to give,

But I do have my life to live.

You do things you say for me, 

But it’s you who needs to want them,

What a shame that you don’t see.

While my heart was breaking,

When it was yours for taking,

You chose to be blind to what I had to say,

Chose to ignore the rope that began to fray.