INTERLUDE

I have hope for you
and you should be able to
make it very much on your
own; you don't need me
and I depend on your small
things even when you don't believe me.
every day I wonder who I am,
where will I go, what's gonna be on
my gray stone?
and deep down I hope you're
scared for me,
in a sad and sick way I do,
because somehow I am too
even though I'm the reason why.
but I'm not gonna make it
and I don't think I'll last
very much longer
changing in ways I thought
I'd never see again
but I'll break and shatter
and I hope you'll be okay
cause you matter to me,
even if it means you'll never see me again.

to you; you don't think I need you but you're the closest piece of honesty I need. - Pamela x