who am I to you? I ask myself again and again.. who am I to you.. should ask you that once but I doubt that you know it for yourself though you should... who the fuck am I to you? why won't you open to me? I lay naked before you and if you think that I don't just ask me anything... what do you want from me? what the fuck do you want from me? I've never been able to understand.. you always say I am not alone.. you always say that you are here but you never are and next to you I feel more alone than anywhere else cause I know.. you don't have it in you.. do you? and still you just won't tell.. I am screaming can't you hear? I am still bleeding can't you see? maybe you just don't care anymore.. maybe you never really did.. I don't know.. I don't know and it's killing me.. maybe I am just totally wrong for you.. maybe every time you look at me you think "what the hell am I still doing whit her?" maybe it's because of my temper.. you think I am inert.. unable to respond.. maybe you really think that I don't care... but you have no idea how much I do.. maybe I am just totally wrong for you.. then why can't you just tell me so? why can't you just tell me what the fuck do you want from me? and don't ask me to be something you know I am not.. to act in ways you know I am unable to.. you don't want to make me a liar do you?
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