If writing could solve my problems. br I would be writing all day long. br My mind is full of ideas br But they never seem to grow br br Why do I attract you so? br What about me keeps you close? br Do you ever wonder the same thing? br Why have we become this way? br br As each day progresses br And still we prevail br Its strange that we feel this way br How does it stay? br br The more I grow to trust you br The more I feel lonely without you. br Let me explain my feelings br Let me express my pain. br br When I ask for your help br Its “maybe” br Then I see you helping someone else. br br If I don’t dropp everything br To be with you br Then you think I don’t care. br Sometimes it drives me crazy br When you don’t respond br But when I say “goodbye” br You say “wait” br br Then sometimes when its our time br You hardly respond at all br I guess your friends are more fun sometimes br So I feel I shouldn’t be there. br br Maybe someday you will understand br How frustrating this has become br Never knowing what your next move will be br Never knowing what keeps you away.