Mock Hell

Is there a point to this pursuit? Your presence causes flurries in my mind. Why did you have to exist? Only problems now.... So with dark setting, light pushes me to go for you. I'd oblige if it weren't for the way you look at her when she plays your songs on cue. Any way you cut it there's a wall that can't be knocked down, though it looks small. I'll perfect my songs and I'll get real strong and I'll watch you play and I'll sing along. I know it seems to you like she will always be your reason to sing but you haven't found me yet.