Why do I try? When I already know the outcome will be bittersweet.
Why do I try to show I care? When my heart no longer feels a thing.
Why do I try to let my guard down? When all you do is add bricks to a falling wall.
Why do I try to seek love from someone else? When all I need to do is love myself!
Why do we pluck the yellow daisy? As we sit in the grass all alone. Wishing the last petal will say, “she loves me”.
Although inside you know you’ll die alone. ~Davion A Mosley