Changes

I poured my soul right out to you,
I told you how things were,
I even swallowed all my pride,
And told you that it hurt.

I wrote it all on paper next,
So you could read it through,
You didn't seem to give a damn,
How much I cared for you.

You acted like I had changed,
Like I'm no longer me,
You didn't stop to realise,
That I had been set free.

And after that, you didn't care,
You didn't want to know,
Maybe if I'd kept it hidden,
We'd have had another go.

I wish that you had seen,
How things had really been,
Because all that I have left of you,
Is a fleeting childhood dream.