And the worst part is
you don't even care
I guess I should have
known that from the
start. But one likes
to believe they are
loved in such a sad
and lonely world.
Call me a dreamer,
but I always hoped
that I would be saved.
I always prayed that
one day you may sing
me to sleep instead of
scream in my ear.
I guess feelings can
be interpreted like
musical notes. And you
are tone deaf.