Part two of "Can't" (quote, Bell)

[Crazy Luv]

Can't
Everytime I get in a jam
You’re there to pull me out
Everytime it’s getting rough
You’re there without a doubt
But what am I to do
When you’re no longer here
Can’t you see this is the cause
For what I’m trying to do
Trying to distance myself away from you
I seem to be drowning once again
And I seem to be falling to no end
But I still can’t bring myself to ask
For your hand, just another sin
Made myself believe it was just for a while,
To let myself see
If I can do fine with just me
Starting to get out of control
Getting to a level where it’s not suppose to be
Get myself up for another day
Dont know where i stayed for yesterday
Find a mirror, look dead straight into it
I hate what I see, so I punch the damn reflector
Make my way back, see you from a distance
Was about to, but I cant bring myself to chance it
I drown once again, fall to no end
And realize I can never again ask for your hand

Sequel to this poem....

You won't
Couldn’t stop myself from helping
You when you were in doubt
Simply when you were in trouble
I just quickly pulled you out
But suddenly you’re pushing me away
Using stupid cliché phrases
For what you got to say
I’m just trying to be your shoulder
Please now, just take my hand
But you just walk away
Is this some kind of goodbye
I’m still always offering to take you hand
Cause you seem to be falling to no end
But your embellished pride still won’t let you take my hand
This is artlessly foolish
I thought fine
I would let you have a day or two
To get that head of yours straight
But that day suddenly became a month
Got to a point it was never to be
Get myself out of bed for the school day
Another night held up in fear
Pick up a picture from the past
Prompting me to once again
Ponder why you are putting yourself through this
Finally step up to the front yard of Torpeto High School
Look around for you still
You may not want my help
But I’ll still see to it that you’re alive
Despite that I don’t yet see you
I still have a feeling in the back of my mind
That you’re wandering about
I’ll always offer to take your hand
Cause you’re the type to fall to no end
Will your embellished pride let you take my hand
You’re being foolish


Also working on two things here, got the bits and pieces...

1)
Tears fall down my face
And I don't know why
I think I lost something inside
Something deep
Thats eating away within me
Tears slip from my eyes


2)
They want me to get dressed
And get going to say my good-bye
But I can't bring myself to do it
Because then it'll be for sure
That you're not coming back

{talking about a funeral}