It's the feeling when everybody seems so busy, doing things that they like without you are in and they get brightly shine for every chance they take. The feeling when you finally get on your bed and having so much things on your mind before going to sleep, you're just wanting to cry because you always try but everything's never good enough and you don't know why. When your parents are too busy with their flight out of town, your best friends with their boyfriends and their bunch-of-activities-you-never-really-know-what, your exes get along so well with their girlfriends and their new so happy life without you're in it while the boys who you know they once like you never tell that they do whereas you both almost, a very little bit closer to, make it couple. And then you're ending up in your room playing such sad songs with some teardrops on your guitar.
I'm not alone, I just feel lonely. And there I don't have to hold it back, I'm sad.
I'm not alone, I just feel lonely. And there I don't have to hold it back, I'm sad.
