I tried to show you my world
but you denied it

I tried to show you a portrait I painted
but you just passed it on

I tried to write you a poem
but you didn’t hear it

I tried to sing you a song
but you couldn’t bear it

I tried to give myself to you
but you wouldn’t
accept it

I tried to show you who I was
but you couldn’t see it

I tried to love you
but you wouldn’t take it

I tried to leave you
but you wouldn’t have it
as you said to me

“But that’s all rubbish,
For when you showed me your world,
it was just so true,

For when you showed me a portrait,
I was so proud I had to pass it on,

For when you wrote me a poem,
to just hear it would be and understatement,

For when you sung me a song,
to just bear it wouldn’t be passionate,

For when you tried to give yourself to me,
it just wouldn’t be right,

For when you showed me who you where,
I noticed we just weren’t so diffrent,

For when you showed me you loved me,
I felt I just hadn’t earned it,

For when you said your leaving me,
I just realized all of it.”