The Wanderer's Site

Everyday

I'm in the same way

The first thing I do

Is to think of you

My day would start

With that same spark

Praying for you

That everything's good

And even if you

Don't do it too

Why can't I realize

That you don't mind?

You've already shown me

The worst you can be

But why can't I realize

That I'm such a blind?

Why can't I realize

I'm not the one you like?

When will I ever learn

That I don't matter?