Staying home.
All alone.
Feeling ill.
sometimes I just wish that it
could be serious,
something that will take me away.
No one believes me anymore.
They all slam the door in my face,
claiming I am a huge
disgrace.
I am not.!
I've just fallen from grace.
So I stay bundled up.
All alone,
Nothing to do but think about you.
Now the person who says he loves me.
But the one who broke my heart.
The one who took my world and tore it apart.
When I'm alone,
I will cry.
When I'm not,
I will smile.
