I went to bed early
I got eight hours of sleep
But I still don't understand why I don't mean to people,
what people mean to me
I sacrifice anything for the ones
I hold close
They don't care what I lose,
and I'm not often chose
I know they don't ask me to but
I like to show that I care,
I can't help feeling unloved when I'm down and nobody's there
I've thrown away people, and money, and time just to make sure my
people are perfectly fine
But if I speak my mind when
I've been insulted
then I'm disrespectful and
need to ******* then