Why do I go on?
What good does it get me?
An empty bed, an empty heart.
Every chance for happiness has flown
Yet they know not what I sacrificed
Just to be here to help them everyday.
Why me?
Why do I have to be the one?
Why can't I follow my heart?
At 12 noon, I lose my last chance
My last hope for happiness in this world
Yet I'm obliged to put myself last.
Why don't you know?
Why can't you understand?
My heart has and will always belong
To you, my love, and to you alone.
Yet everything else is pledged to a cause
Higher than you or I could ever be.
Why can't I fight this?
Why can't I control my emotions?
A swirl of emotions, tearing through
The inner linings of my breaking heart.
Ripped by the seams, I fall apart
I can't bear to be without you, love.
Why don't you do something?
Do I mean that little to you?
All of you stand there, staring,
Expecting me to make the decision.
As always, I must come to save the day,
Letting the one person who I care about go.
Why do I go on?
Why do I try to fight?
I care about all of them because I have to.
I care about you, love, because I want to.
Who's more important? Me, you, or them?
And why do I have to choose?