Tears fall on my window pane

don't tell me how to fix it tell me what you think

Every hour I think about what I read, Every minute in an unraviling thread. Every day  I hide what I really feel inside. I see my tears fall on the window pain, where I belong is broken inside I can tell you what is said to say whats the end but I know in the end you didn't relise. YOU didn't hold my hand you didn't pull me back to tell me the one thing I need to hear .... the truth infinate indestuctable, unable to tell what time will bring into the darkness that is to become.