Not Anymore

If you had believed me, you wouldn't question me.
I wouldn't be called into question
with doubt cast upon me.
If you had faith in my ability to have faith,
but I lost it. Like my strength
when all I was doing was trying to hang on.
It wasn't enough to hang on. It wasn't enough to
burn through that sheet of glass
that we couldn't see through.
To thick for our vision.
Why couldn't we both see the bigger picture here?
Why did it take me so long to find out?
Because I didn't want to hear it?
Because I figured they didn't know you
the way I knew you...
They couldn't see you
the way I saw you....
Did you see me?
Was I more than just a shell to you?
More than just some words on a screen?
Did you feel what I felt?
Did you feel bad for what you were doing?
Knowing the whole time...
That I didn't know
and that you could have told me at any time?
You didn't want to see me cry,
was too angry to cry in front of you.
You don't get to see my tears.
I cry for what could have been
what should have been, but not for you.
Not anymore.