Falling asleep in the middle of the day
Always wishing you were there
Why do i spend my life thinking of you
Why dosent anyone see me for who i really am
I give the wrong impression
Simply because we get a short session
Many things i decided to do
Make me cry at night
Thinkin how could you
Unristing, unpredicting
Sometimes i wonder why i am here
Sometimes i wonder what the lesson is im suppose to learn
This is my life....or something like it.
