Please hear my cry,
i have been wishing on that shooting star.
Please come to my rescue,
My world is so bizarre.
That shooting star is useless,
It has nothing except for looks.
Just like all those useless people,
Who use there looks as hooks.
They con you into liking them,
And then they just betray.
For you must be the stupidest person,
To fall as their prey.
They use you as their toy boy,
And hope for you to look good.
For you are what they are made of,
A useless person and their looks.
You take her out to places,
And waste all your time.
On a useless cow,
Who was once just your valentine.
Somehow you got conned,
But that you can not see.
For she is supposedly your life,
And for you she is meant to be.
Just like that girl,
That star is getting me nowhere.
Either I have no voice,
Or no-one else can hear.
So tonight I wish upon that star,
To take my pain away.
For this life is like that stupid girl,
And today might be my lucky day.
