loneliness
is something I've grown accustomed to
pretend I don't exist
reveries of nothing tangible
you know I cannot resist
do you see me more distastefully than I see myself?
do you think you see right through me?
and you know I cannot be helped
I'll always think I need you
why
don't you describe him to me
he's the only one who makes you smile
I'm the posterboy of mediocrity
living day to day in denial
the devil won't buy my soul from me
he knows it's not worth the price
and if you ever walk past me
I know you won't look twice
you know there's nothing worth seeing
I
feel so cold
I think I'm going to die
I'm told, I'm told
that I'm not worth the time
she tells me that I'm worthless...
