All Of The Truth

It is not the past few days,

That has made me feel this way.

And it is not the tiny marks of doubt,

That cover everything I see.

It is just the way she looks at me,

With a love so complete,

That I have never seen.

And from this grows,

A strong, undying guilt,

And the feeling of regret,

For things I never felt.

And oh, I wanted to change.

I wanted to change,

And become what she needs.

And I know, I know what she needs.

I know what she needs.

But I can never be.

I can never be.

And I can never be.