Give Way.

This is the part where I give up.
I sing out loud,
but it's too much.
I keep it inside,
and it's not enough.

I'm sorry I'm not perfect.
I'm sorry that I left.
You say you need time to reflect.
But I can't see what's left?

Who am I to believe in anything at all.
Everything I build,
comes crashing to a fall.

I'm not going to give up hope,
but I will give up trying.
I know now it's not enough.
I might as well be lying.

But who am I to tell you I'm in love?
With someone I hate.
I've lived away for so long,
Its only ice I taste.

So give way.
Give me my way.
Because things don't change,
just because you want them to.

I'm sorry.
The world doesn't revolve around you.