All these things I do are but a facade I try to built,
Hoping and praying no one sees the cracks I have in me,
Can't anybody hear the voice that's screaming softly?
They say the eyes are doors to the soul yet why can't anyone see mine?
Darkness is all but I see around me,
My heart; slowly being frozen in time.
I'm sorry my love but I have to let you go,
I tried so hard to make you understand me,
To make you see my unseen tears of desperation and my unspoken soft cries for help,
Each time my soul tries to reach you, you always turn away,
Never trying to understand this cold and helpless soul of mine.
I guess in the end it's not your fault but mine,
I held on too long never realising that my old soul was slowly fading away with time.
