i wish...i wouldnt have thought.
i thought and i ended up with this empty box.
why do i sit and stare, why do i care and am always here
while they see through, that i understand , insisting i am not human
im so tired from the thoughts that linger,
those cries of rejection and disappointment.
i can't stand long enough to be around for another day or night.
so tonight i will jump up and make another guess of a broken promise,
can i please start off new, before the clock strikes 12am and i am 22?
tomorrow you may or may not find me there with you...
at our usual meeting spot , our lonley little box.