YOU

I talk s**t
You can't handle it
You never joke around
You always make a whiny sound

Why can't you have a sense of humor
I mean your kinda a late bloomer

It's alright and all
But your building a wall
Between reality
And immortality

You think it's alright
To want to commit suicide
Well it's high tide
And no-one is by your side

I don't why it's so
You never know
When enough is enough
You always try to act tough

Soon you will realize
That no matter how hard you try
Your always gonna have tears in your eyes

I used to be like that
But I sat down
And talked to someone
Maybe you should too