So sick of it all,
I always try and always fall.
I think of you from time to time,
Knowing you used to be mine.
I was looking for love I never found,
While you were just with me on the rebound.
I'm through. Sick of it all. It's done,
No more hiding, I'm on the run.
I sprint but fall, breaking down in tears,
It's more damn scary to have no fears.
My thoughts over-participating,
As I lie there, alone, waiting..