Same Old Pattern

I'm stuck in a pattern
Where I fear
I don not matter
Still I'm stuck here.

It's still the same old story
where "everything'll be ok
So I shouldn't worry
Because I'll see you today"

I want to tell you
Just want to so bad
But if I do
You'll just be mad

I hate sitting alone
Waiting on you
Holding onto the phone
But what am I supposed to do?

Because I'm stuck here
In the same old patterns
& I fear
Nothing I want matters.