Sometimes if you ask me what I'm feeling, I may not be able to tell you
It's there somewhere, But out of my reach.. elusive
Like a wisp of cloud, I try to grasp, it but it slips away


Too many years of trying not to feel denying what was there
Too many times where it seemed like, everything I felt, was completely wrong
Too many moments of trying, desperately to pretend, I felt something I did not


If you see me crying helplessly, and ask me what I'm feeling
I may not be able to tell you