Why do I care anymore?
Do I really make a difference anyway?
Have I been disillusioned
by my own self?
Or do I really make an impact,
with what I do or say?
These parlays we set,
start to make us indifferent to eachother,
until we hardly even know ourselves!
Power, money, and fortune are things for which we crave.
Does anyone faintly recall,
that all these things cannot be taken to the grave?
Whatever happened to the little things,
like love, charity, and good?
All these things I give away,
but I think you misunderstood.
You mean a lot to me,
can you not see that?
Or are you blinded by another,
whos coming I could not forsee?
I am helpless against these powers which I face,
it's over for me, I fall from grace.
I wish you both only the best,
and I ask only one thing of you.
Kiss me on my forehead,
make it my one last moment of joy.
It will light up the black nothingness,
the place where I will soon be.
It's starting to get colder now,
the light beginning to fade.
It's time for us to stop playing,
this heart-breaking charade.
It's over for us now,
our chance has long since gone.
But I can assure you of this one thing my love.
When it has been a while,
and I have long since passed away
my body may be a shriveled corpse,
but my heart will never sway.
Carrying that kiss you gave,
it will never skip a beat,
I never told you I loved you,
and that was my utter defeat.