I am sick and tired,
of wishing on a star,
sick of waiting here,
wondering where you are.
People seem happy,
they've found their true love.
I act like I'm not envious,
sometimes I'm acting tough.
I act like it is easy,
to bury all the hurt.
I act like breakup's nothing,
it's just another word.
I tell people I've moved on,
I tell them with my smiles.
I tell them I'm okay,
but that's just what I say.
I know that if I told them,
there's nothing they can do.
If I selfishly told them,
they'll be troubled too.
So I will continue,
going around with a smile.
Finding meaning, finding purpose,
So my life wouldn't be dull.
I don't know if you're like me,
But if you are,
you're not alone.
I just wanted to tell you,
your happiness is your own.
Nov 9, 2014
Nov 9, 2014 at 1:46 PM UTC
I am sick and tired,
of wishing on a star,
sick of waiting here,
wondering where you are.
People seem happy,
they've found their true love.
I act like I'm not envious,
sometimes I'm acting tough.
I act like it is easy,
to bury all the hurt.
I act like breakup's nothing,
it's just another word.
I tell people I've moved on,
I tell them with my smiles.
I tell them I'm okay,
but that's just what I say.
I know that if I told them,
there's nothing they can do.
If I selfishly told them,
they'll be troubled too.
So I will continue,
going around with a smile.
Finding meaning, finding purpose,
So my life wouldn't be dull.
I don't know if you're like me,
But if you are,
you're not alone.
I just wanted to tell you,
your happiness is your own.
And we don't need someone to make it happen again.
We don't need someone to lead us out of the pain.
We just got to start moving on.
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