I wish I knew how to make someone happy,
Not just a little bit but truly completed,
I wish I got just a little bit back,
From all those guys when I had there backs,
But It probably didn't happen and it probably never will,
But I would like to state now,
It's an awful thing to feel,
And I will stand here puzzled forever,
As I watch people walk by me,
I'll wonder where I belong,
What is real and what is not?
What is fake and what isn't?
Where is that friendship, love and passion,
Give me the happiness that I once provided you,
