Plock plock plock plock
The sky begins to knock
I feel it on my skin
Yet it's sound is thin
They start to go and run
They start to scamper with fun
Although I remain standing
I feel as though I'm hanging
Hanging off the edge of life
Faced in front of a knife
Nowhere to go and hide
No one to rest and be beside
The trials of life are dark and cruel
Not even a glimpse of a shining jewel
Not even a moment to breathe and live
Not even someone who will forgive
Soaked underneath the rain
But doesn't even wash the pain
The pains that one disagrees
The pains of you and me
Another's arms are what you wish
Her arms that move and swish
Her gaze that you melt in
Your world that starts to spin
A friend I held dear
When I didn't even fear
Assured that it would never be
But my love can never be free
I had hope that it'd be you and me
I had hope that it'd never be three
Cause three is a lonely number
Where two would be lovers
My dear friend had pushed me to you
To help stop another heart that grew
Yet when I let go and flew
She had come and went to you
What to do, what to feel
To lie now and conceal?
Yet stupid ol' me
I seem to be a wannabe
You were never mine
And you to me, never aligned
I can just hope for another one
Where I'd share with no one