Why do I hold onto someone
Who I cannot keep,
Why do I still think of you
In waking, and in sleep,
Why did I believe
When all was right before my eyes,
And why do I keep hanging on,
When all of it
Was lies
Why do I hold onto someone
Who I cannot keep,
Why do I still think of you
In waking, and in sleep,
Why did I believe
When all was right before my eyes,
And why do I keep hanging on,
When all of it
Was lies
Nice poem
I think that maybe the heart needs time to catch up with what the mind knows.