Staring at my phone
As I hope I recieve a call
Afraid to die alone
I still stand proud and tall.

To think my fascination with her
Became so obsessive and absurd
I still remain the only person she deter
The blues sung by my heart, goes unheard

Nothing ever goes my way I believed
But yet i still cling onto hope.
My heart has been decieved
And I still look at life through a scope.