Aren't you getting tired
of your bitter ways?
Tired of complaining about
everything,
and never looking
the other way?

Isn't it getting old
to find yourself with no friends?
To look at your life
and think,
"What's wrong with them!?"

Is it the least bit alarming...
you love nothing you see?

The truth can be disarming,
but please consider
it from me.

There is no sense
in harming
yourself,
this isn't
how you
have
to be.

If you want love
you have to give it,
you have to
*set
yourself
free.