Waiting For The End

I cry alone by myself every night

I wake up in the morning and hide that feeling with all my might

I have to be there for others even though they aren’t there for me

No matter what they say or do I comply with it and agree

I know I'm probably just being stupid and just inconsiderate

To them I'm not a friend I'm just a participant

I blend in with the background and I'm always so depressed

Impressing people is something that has made me obsessed

I don’t want people to hate me because then I’ll be lonely

Because in this life I'm just a phony

I'm tired of this exasperating routine

Living another day has just become obscene

So ill just wait for someone to end this for me

And when that time comes I hope they end it no matter how much for life I plea