Syncope

I was not always confused
And not always messed up
But as you complained
I could never understand that
As I always trust on what
Summed up all the scars.

In the end
What I wanted to get
And what I wanted to feel
Never been mattered to you
And I can’t forget you
As I find the scars are real
So may be the way it gone
You’ve turned me down
Facing the truth I always thought
I’ll be there pretend it or not
But then I’ll be back
To show you what I’ve got.

I can’t heal
You never asked the way I feel
And you can’t ignore the things were real
So just tell me where you are
Far from the pain as you here
(I) Don’t want to feel that more.