for those who loved unloved

for those who loved unloved
for those who are never sure of anything
with You
for those who dont understand
when I take a look at my bare hands and empty arms
Keep telling me a story about tired heart
comfort me for a while
this unrequited love
I need to tear apart
and hope is shallow and with a deep deep bottom
I fall
It has to end
this ordinary tale...keep repeating over and over..