And in my twisted face
There's not the slightest trace
Of anything that even hints of kindness
And from tortured shape
No comfort, no escape
I see, but deep within is utter blindless
Hopeless
As my dream dies
As the time flies
Love, a lost illusion
Helpless
Unforgiven
Cold and driven
To this sad conclusion
No beauty could move me
No goodness improve me
No power on Earth
If I can't
Love her
No passion could reach me,
No lesson could teach me,
How I could have loved her
and make her love me too
If I cant love her
then who?
Long ago I should have seen,
All the things I could have been,
Careless and unthinking
I moved onward
No pain could be deeper
No life could be cheaper
No point anymore
If I can't love her
No spirit could win me
No hope left in me
Hope I could have loved her
and that she'd have set me free
But it's not meant to be
If I cant love her
Let the world
be done with me.