Lifes Little Game
Sometimes I just wish it would end, Rather than wait for my heart to mend. I want so many things to stay the same, Instead of playing lifes little game. Sometime I think it would be easier to end it all, Cuz when things go wrong i don't know who to call. Things were easier when i was six, Because problems were easier to fix. Because then people didn't move to another state, And make people sit and wait, Wondering if things will ever be the same. I hate lifes little game. I just need a person to listen to me, But can I make them see? I'm afraid of talking to anyone, When I do I just wanna turn and run. What if it's not meant to be spoken? Who cares if my life is broken? I don't think anyone really cares. So talk, I don't dare. My feelings are dumb, That's just about the sum. Written February 20th, 2002 © on Feb 20 2002 08:09 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"Sometimes I just wish it would end,..."