If you see me with somebody else,
Would you care?
If you see me holding other guy's hand,
Would you get jealous?
If you see me happy with someone else,
Would you get hurt?
If you see me kissing a different lips,
Would you get angry?

I asked all those questions to myself,
All my answers are Yes.
And if by chance you said No,
Then, I think its time to say Good bye,
To the man I thought you are.

We are just sitting and waiting.
Waiting for our lives to begin.
Our standards are too high.
The stories we hear are too grand.
It's some days we see our lives are going no where frighteningly quick.
So we try and ***** out the "normal" like flame on a wick.
We are hungry for adventure and end up starving.
I've asked myself numerous times, "Why not me? Why?"
I see the same look though in everyone else, I see the "why" in their own craving eye.
No one gets a story. No one gets a tale, and the few of us that try only get new tears to collect for lost dreams.
You can thank the silver screen for this stigma folks.
We shoot for the stars and just look like jokes.
So don't keep trying to one-up reality.
We're all here for the long run.
If you keep on trying you'll end up like me.
All I have is a cocktail of confusion and sadness in the cavity where my heart was yet now I place my lack of purpose.