Air

I feel as I'm breathless, I'm restless; And believe me, this piano isn't really helping. Okay, here's the thing... I'm not fucking cared about this right now! I hate how you make me dizzy and how I feel when you're not around or even when you are. Oh, and I hate the way you play with me even you don't knowing you do that; I don't know what to think, what to believe in. It kills me inside. So deeply. I have no idea of what you feel, what you want from me. You say but act in a different way. It drives me crazy, I hate to be so dependent from you. It hurts so bad, I'm felling nauseous. I don't know what else to write, it's so confusing to think. Silence may be my best word. Just... Well, don't know.