just to question, thats all i ask,
just to answer, for you to bask.
your glory ending, its time for my begining.
your friendship sways in the sky so low,
daring to crash on the rocks below.
not your fault, or mine.
but a combination indivine.
you have changed,
i have wondered,
the last words ever pondered....
why are you so agressive?
agressive to the others,
not me.... you dont even see me.
but ill make you see, make you think, make you question.
its not about me, its not about you...
its about whats right and how to do.
you will see, its not the others that have changed...
i have changed but for the better, and you have changed....

i used to question, 'why wont you love me?'
but now i question, 'why would i have ever cared?'
cared for a person, who drops them like flies.
ones so close, now just lies.....

you say daily you give up. but you never do,
you continue your sight for attention. and you get it too
but its the guilt of it all that sights for you....

i used to be the questioner, but now i am the answer.
you ask ill answer, but at a cost.... for every question you ask,
weather spoken or not, will force you a word of your concience,
for once to listen to such a thing, thats your price of ignorance.