You set the standard,SO incredibly high
It's almost like
You knew I would fail,So you could watch me
Torture myself trying.
But you do not know
How this feels,
So put yourself
In my place for awhile
And see how much
Of this you can take.
As time passes
I wonder if this is me,Or just some shadow,
Some poor imitation,
Alive but lifeless,
For my soul has died.
I grow cold and out of touch,I distance myself
From all that I love,
For everything I love,Just gets ripped away,
So in the end,It's easier this way
done by christine