All alone, once again.
Really needed a friend.
And the pain just won't stop.
I really need to talk to you.
You were always there to console me,
when I needed someone to tell me,
It's alright. It's okay.
Don't worry. Just maybe,
This'll end up being something good.
Oh, how I wish it would.
Just forget everything that happened.
Maybe then you will be happy.
But who's to say? Not me.
Promises never kept, so what else is left?
I feel like a fool for ever trusting you.
And everyone else agrees with me.
I don't exactly regret what all happened,
I just wish I came out on top.
But like always, I never do.