Here,
Here in the basement of my own
sorrows and pities,
I find no comfort from you.
You,
You say this is my fault; I havent
changed and loved.
Notice,
Notice that your the reason I'm here,
struggling and worthlessly waiting,
for your approval.
Feb 1, 2014
Feb 1, 2014 at 11:17 AM UTC
Here,
Here in the basement of my own
sorrows and pities,
I find no comfort from you.
You,
You say this is my fault; I havent
changed and loved.
Notice,
Notice that your the reason I'm here,
struggling and worthlessly waiting,
for your approval.
