This is important…to you
With life comes expectation’s, we only disappoint.
With love comes expectation’s. I have to disappoint.
They tell me I must celebrate getting closer to the end.
I tell them I don't want to and I don't have to, without a girlfriend.
With love you are obligated. Without I am free to choose.
They tell me it is another opportunity wasted,
To find someone I do,
Want to fall in love with;
I could end the night with a kiss.
I say there are three hundred and sixty four other days
And she would find me any other time, if she truly knew me.
I do not wish celebrate this day,
So come back tomorrow and try again.
If you are only willing to try to love me once,
Then we will never find a way, so I think you should bounce.
If love is not committed, then tell me, what is it?
If love has rules that I must follow religiously,
Then where is the spontaneity?
I want love at first sight and true insight,
Not being forced to be happy this night.
If I must, then I will begrudgingly
And I will wear a plastic smile and empty eyes;
So tell me if they will still want me?
If you cannot understand my reasons,
Then there is no helping you.
I will not be helped to help myself, no matter what the season.
I will remain in oblivion,
Searching for the driven,
Waiting again for passion,
To call out my name.
I carry my pain in a box of misfortune,
As I walk alone down memory lane.
Your glass is half full, my soul is shattered.
Happy Birthday...doesn't matter.
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