out of tune

can anyone, anything, somehow, take the thing that's hurting this much away from me? it seems like it lies within me, throbbing ever so quickly.
'' no, sorry, there's no way its going to be the same again'' he trailed off. i thought i heard him quiver, but he added, ''i'm positive''. there goes my chance. ahhh.

i thought to myself, if he knew the truth, would it still be the same?
or if i hadn't told him the lies, will he still be calling me baby?

i hate this ultimately heartrending sobs i make. i bet he disgusts it too.

''wake up! wake up'' i hope i could shake myself to. '' this is scarcely worth your while, he does not know how you feel deep inside, wake up''. its been like a 'mess of pottage', thoughtless me, foolish me.

Cause' no one can understand,
the worth of a soul,
and the change that's wrought
by the nod of his.
but now,
battered and scattered with sins,
leaves me a life, so out of tune. *ughhh*