Everyday, every night,
I lie in my bed,
And cry myself to sleep,
For the same damn thing.
I ask myself,
The same question over and over again,
Why is life so cruel to me?
And I wait patiently for an answer.
I feel the same pain,
Stabbing into my heart,
Leaving scars that never disappear,
When the wounds heal.
I take the same guilt trip every night,
I wonder why,
But no one know,
And there's nothing I can do.
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