why do i sit in a corner?
why don't i have friends?
cause, i may die soon,
that kinda depends
"depends on what?", you say
depends on if i mess things up
" you did nothing wrong" you said
you say that like you really give a fuck
you thought we were close
you thought we would last
well kiddo,
that's a thing of the past
in a world of happiness,
i always frown
when everyone out there has friends,
i'm just the loner
leave the loner be
i'm gonna die anyways