My days are starting to feel like years,
Rivers could be made from all of my tears.
I want so much out of my life,
It seems all I do is cause some sort of strife.
All I do is hurt the people I care about.
I can’t seem to figure out the right route.
I wish I was a better person,
Though I just seem to worsen.
I wish you were here tonight,
I know we could really make everything alright.
I’m ready to give up and give in,
My happiness is as fake as my grin.
I don’t know what I’m holding on for,
Everyday I just end up flat on the floor.
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