Why do I? Do I?

Do I think it's worthless

Do I think there's nothing you can do

Shameful little something

Turning me to nothing

Why do I carve

in my arms like something's buried under

Why do I speak

leaving me without an explanation

 

Do I think it's hopeless

Do I wish you'd look at me in the same way

The water I am treading

Incapable of settling

Why do I wait

on the outside of what I cannot have and

why do I think

that I ever expect things to change

 

Why do I cry

when I shouldn't have cared in the first place

why do I stay

when I know there's no way it could be re-written

 

And I shouldn't have said it

Though you told me to speak up

unmasking askew feelings

And you shot it down

So what will you tell me

what I'm supposed to do now?