There it goes again, that slow rhythmic beating - over and over again. Ba...bump...Ba...bump. Slow, too slow. Ba...Bump...Ba...bump. Dissapointment. Regret. Ba...bump. Sadness. Hopeless. Ba...bump.

That slow beating ba...bump. This always happens. Why would I even let myself think I had a chance. Ba...bump.

It's not as if you'd notice me anyway. Ba...bump. I'm just another average girl in the hallway. Ba...bump. Nothing extraordinary. Ba...bump.

I had hope - a stupid hope. Ba...bump. I hoped above all hopes. But it never happened. Ba...bump.

Do you know what it feels like, this dissapointment? Ba...bump. Do you know how it feels when it wrenches your heart? Ba...bump. Ba...bump. It hurts too much to think about it. Ba...bump. Every beat - ba...bump - is like a thousand pin pricks. Ba...bump.

I set myself up to this dissapointment, this sadness. Ba...bump. Every time I let my guard down to let someone in. Ba...bump. Why shouldn't I stay locked up forever? Ba...bump. Why shouldn't I have someone to whisk me away to some magical place? Ba...bump. Why shouldn't I be able to experience this thing called 'love?' Ba...bump.

What have I done to not deserve this? Ba...bump. What can I do take get it away? Ba...bump.

I don't know. Ba...bump. Ba...bump.

It hurts. Ba...bump. It hurts so much. Ba...bump.

Ba...bump. This silence is making it worse. Ba...bump. Why will no one answer me?

Ba...bump.

Ba...bump.