when...

sometimes you wanted to say something
and nothing comes out...

sometimes you look at the sky and beg
for simple wishes to happen even just once...

sometimes you wanted to stop regretting
and wish that i would learn to regret
my own mistakes...

sometimes you wanted to stop asking
why and go with the flow...

and when you do,

sometimes you just get tired of it.

and when i hold your hands and ask you to let go
you just hold on tighter and tell me
you will try to be alright as if everything was your fault.

i wish i had been brave enough to love you...