i sit alone and watch the world pass me by... everyone's lives, so full of everything. places to go, things to do, lives to lead. i stay in bed most my life, sometimes i'll wake up and see the sunlight for a few minutes, but i'll just fall back to sleep. i'm in incredible pain most of the time, so i cannot live up to my expectations as a lover, or a human counterpart, or even anything including constant contact.
i'm wasting life away, i have nothing to show for the past few months, nothing to hold up to anyone else.
i'm a waste.
i'm wasting life away, i have nothing to show for the past few months, nothing to hold up to anyone else.
i'm a waste.