They seem to end,
When I stop to breathe for a second,
I find myself holding the tears back

..Why am I alone?
..Why can't I be better?
..Why do I let myself down?

..Is this why she doesn't want me?
..Is that why she is with him?
..Is that why I will never be good enough?

..Why can't I be happy?
..What can I do to change?
..Why is it so hard to smile?

Then I carry on with my day,
That's 5 minutes of my day down,
Only 1435 minutes to go.

I can't believe where I am,
Having to force myself to look up,
I feel like everyone is above me,
And that I'm not worth anybody's time.

I spent a week being angry at world,
Thinking if the world is treating me this way,
I will treat the world that way too,
But today I'm exhausted.

I don't have any fight,
Work has taken me to Amsterdam,
All the fun that could be had,
But I just want to cry.