I've been wasting time hanging around all my life. And I'm getting sick of it, Hating my life more and more. I don't want to see my life get any worse, I get misled time and time again, And yet I hang on awaiting a simple 'Yes'.
I lie on a pillow wet by my own tears everynight. Wondering why I had to learn life the hard way, Even when, Things could have been made so easy.
I'm tired... Tired of thinking about my future, Thinking of what to do. Planning my days...
All that I see, Are my friends doing things behind my back. What do they need friends for if the lie and hide things? Why do I even need friends for if this is all I get...
