You cry your heart out
Just to smile the next day
You don't show them your pain
Because of fear to say
You don't tell them whats wrong
Until, maybe, its too late.
Spend your life alone
Counting on nothing but fate
Well what if that doesn't exist
What will you do then?
Go crazy and cut yourself
Write a note in blood, not pen.
You should know better Id think
Life is what YOU make of it
Life could be over with just one blink
Just waiting around is a good way to quit
There is no luck of the draw
No ballot, no free bee, no back stage pass
Life is not pre-planed, making you feel tall
Get out there and work for it, stop acting like an ass.
