How?

How does the sun rise and set

When you feel that you never move at all?

How does the world seem to calm every fret

When not even your love can make you stand tall?

How does your heart keep on beating

When all you want is to stop it with a shout?

How do the tears keep on fleeting

When it feels as if there is nothing left to cry about?

How do strong bonds form and fall

When you realize that things were never really bad?

How do feelings and hearts get shattered

When all that was said was one simple word?

How am I to make you understand

When I only have one thing left to say:

How do you expect me to open my soul

When I hardly know yours at all?