I wonder how to make it clear. What all of this means to me. The friends I made, the things I've seen. To you this means nothing. . Nothing feels alright.
Hey, I forgot to mention I'm not a member of your team. I just can't accept your standards. And I'm running out of dreams for the hopeless. I grasp what's left for me.
Can't you just drive me home tonight?. My hands are shaking. The lights from the oncoming cars will blind me. When all I only want is to stare at my feet.