Like the biggest problem in my life, This feeling of "Tell me whats going to happen NOW!", I hate not knowing, I hate waiting, I hate not having you, And I yell, and I stay up late, Laying there, thinking, Why, or how or when.... And I yell at other people for absolutely no reason, And I curse at everyone and everything, I try to take my mind off of it, By writing, or skating, or playing the guitar... Which I **** at all of those things, Which makes me angrier that I am so stupid, That I can't just respect your decision of waiting, But to tell you the truth it kills me, It literally kills me, And I'm sorry.