i still cant turn my back away and act as if i didn't hear,
your name when someone shows a hint of resentment towards you
but i don't fight no more instead i just simply walk away
even if it means leaving the warmth of the library in the chills of january
sitting alone in the benches with no one to talk to

i cannot stand it yet i cannot do anything about it
its just not who i am
i just cant do it
i just cant do it