I can and I will No more jokes No more games It's now my turn I deserve to be loved I deserve to spoil me So if you want to join me there's some things you have to agree to Its time for laughter It's time for love Real life no playing MAKING IT THE BEST For the rest of my time on this earth
Wasting My Time With You By: Moesha Subria Ricketts
If I knew I would be so miserable I would stay, Stay away from you. As I first laid my eyes on you, you have nothing not even a pair of shoes. You speak about promises and I fall for them But as they say promises are comfort to a fool. So, I am the fool.
You say you would help me in achieving, But, that a lie. You speak it in your life that you’ve been there for many But what about one.
So, I wonder were you wasting my time, For my brain is young and fresh. Father used to say I am naïve in loving a no-good like you I try to prove him wrong but he was always right
My future is doomed with you I could see there is no love for me My pass should be about you, that am hoping to forget My present is you, that is wasting my time. You are wasting my time.
I wish I could just pack my things and leave you by dawn But I have nowhere to go I am trapped in a box You offer nothing but misery. For you are wasting my time.
If I knew I was going to run back to you I wouldn’t have been with you If I knew I was going to be miserable I wouldn’t be so vulnerable.
All I can cry about is that you have wasted my time You have wasted my time You are wasting my time You are always wasting my time
Its scary As time passes I wonder Am I wasting my time? Am I wasting my life? It terrifies me that I might never be able to do those things That maybe in the future I wont be bringing justice to the world Even if not those, what if I end up doing nothing What if I end up becoming nothing?
A bad connection Are you there? I can't hear you. Am I wasting breath again? A bad sign When you didn't want to call me to hear about my life A bad sound Crying myself to sleep while staying at your parent's house A bad promise One you said before you meant and didn't realize what it costed A bad daydream Wondering why you stopped loving me or if you never knew the feeling A bad recovery Angry, as good as it can be, altogether incomplete A bad love One that existed, but wasn't enough
what's the point of trying.. when I know you're just gonna be the same ya I should be more understanding but this time I can't help but think that I'm just wasting my time.. on you I'm getting a little sick sick of this always worrying about you when you can't can't even listen to me am I whispering.. are my words going mute.. do they even even mean anything like you say they do to you…do they?
what's the point of caring..
Yaaa /: Edit: I was sad when I wrote this so it might not make sense.. ... [Ignore the tags <3 ]