To A Friend... کے بول

You tear me up inside and open me up wide to a world much different than mine. Where nothing that I do, and nothing that I feel is the way it will be tomorrow. I'm trying hard to find a reason for your kind. Is it to make me miserable? I lost my will to eat, when you and I did meet, I just don't want to let you down. And I know I'm losing grip, but I'd fall so you won't slip, even if you don't feel the same. And I know I'm losing grip, but I'd fall so you won't slip, even if you don't feel the same.