its funny how much i want to meet you
when you simply dont feel the same way
its funny how often u msg me when u are in camp
when there's always no msgs from u when u are out
its funny why u prefer to meet others
when i thought im supposed to be a lil important?
its funny why im typing this and holding back all the emotions in me
when u are obviously enjoying urself out there
its funny why u have the nerves to ask me to do things u preach
but yet failing to do it
its funny how many times u fail me
and yet i held on
its funny how u claimed where i stand
when clearly, i stood nowhere
i waited
and waited
but u failed me, yet again
im not sure if all these are real, or are u using me, like the others?
sometimes, im not even sure if its worth it
worth my youth, worth my time...
after all, we hav no future, right?
im holding on the impossible
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