I sit alone and wait for friends
These long tedious days never seem to end
I yearn for love, attention and bliss
Yet I dream of the day where I no longer exist
When I think of myself
I think life was a mistake
I think my life is a waste
And that God had poor taste
Why would he create someone as pathetic as me
A boy whose mind wanders about when there's nothing to see
A boy who can't concentrate on the simplest things
A boy who hates himself so much that he only feels pain
A boy who only sees light in the dark and the rain
If only the lonely had somewhere to be
Where they could be loved and held intimately
I hope for the day where i'm no longer lonely
Until then I will patiently wait for friends to join me
Jul 30, 2018
Jul 30, 2018 at 8:24 AM UTC
I sit alone and wait for friends
These long tedious days never seem to end
I yearn for love, attention and bliss
Yet I dream of the day where I no longer exist
When I think of myself
I think life was a mistake
I think my life is a waste
And that God had poor taste
Why would he create someone as pathetic as me
A boy whose mind wanders about when there's nothing to see
A boy who can't concentrate on the simplest things
A boy who hates himself so much that he only feels pain
A boy who only sees light in the dark and the rain
If only the lonely had somewhere to be
Where they could be loved and held intimately
I hope for the day where i'm no longer lonely
Until then I will patiently wait for friends to join me
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