"I hope you know what you're doing."
The words float in my head.
And the thoughts they stir.
But what good is hope,
If the cause is lost?
Does faith not mean you'll be unsure?
Let someone else want,
for what they've been told...
...they're never gonna get.
My pain was a waste.
Like my wasted time.
Just as useless as regret.
I tried to light the candle.
To ignite a flame.
But I just recieved a burn.
Couldn't express my feelings...
...Without being exploited.
Getting drama in return.
Take the tears,
misguided hopes.
I have to let it go.
To prune my tree,
Of dying leaves.
And maybe I will grow.
My goal,
Is never to regret.
Just finally surrender.
Because this place,
Inside my heart...
... I always will remember.
