I cannot just horn in and swiftly took you out in the water
You need to help yourself first before I lend my hands at you there.
I cannot just run to you dangerously
I might hurt myself if I will force myself to save you from melancholy.
You need to let go of what's weighing you down
Before I will take you out from the drown.
I am not forcing you to let it go abruptly
I know you have to taste the fate's cruelty.
But I am not the heroine who have the patience to wait you patiently.
I cannot hold your hand
If you keep holding hers
I cannot save a man who is still clinging in his history.
You keep pleading that you need me
But still you keep clunging from your past misery.
Do you want me to mixed up and be the villain in the story?
Let her go and be brave to hold my hand and start our story.
I cannot really help you there
Drowning so intensely
If you keep telling me that she is your muse and not me.

© Macabre