When you asked me why I was crying
I wasn't showing sorrow, it wasn't joy
The world wasn't privy to our secrets
The world wouldn't understand trying
To know more than humans can feel
To know in deeper fathoms than oceans
If I never experienced this, I'd be dying
Living an existence without truth, love
You have been in my heart since birth
And in my dreams since even before
No more waiting, now is time to live
"Her heart was broken. Why would they try to
cure her with pills and powders?” Leo Tolstoy
