Dead end.
You're a dead end.
I keep trying to reach you
but we are on each side of this barricade of people.
You are on the right side.
I am on the wrong.
I'm trying to care again
but these people are nothing to me.
I can't keep giving.
Restocking this part of me.
Maybe if we were alone.
I know if we were alone.
God why are we never alone.