Tears on my pillow

i can't move my tongue to tell you these

i'm so helpless and tired to fight
cant say the words i should say
cant point you the things you should see

many mistakes i have done,yes
many ways i did wrong,yes

broken paths lead to loneliness here, all alone
when words are like sharp knives
and i just cant run from deep stabs

when all i did was wrong
when all the things scattered to pieces
when all are negatives

I cant find peace,
even in my sleeps
even in my own thought
even in my silence

whatever i say will be wrong
whatever i do will be meaningless
whatever i do will be seen as a way to hurt you

if that is the the case,
why does it hurt so bad in here??
Here inside my heart