I wonder why..
I always fall in love with those who simply can't love me back
because they have someone/something else to occupy their thoughts
I wonder why..
I always care for those who in the end
just couldn't care less for me
I wonder why..
I always cared too much
when in the end I always end up being used
I wonder why..
I always let myself be used by others as means
I wonder why..
I just can't let go when it all is clear that I should
knowing that it'd hurt me more if i stayed
I wonder why..
I always came back
because being away makes me feel guilty and it hurts me
I wonder why..
I'm always torn in two between leaving and staying
because I'd be torn between me and you
and whichever choise i make, my heart is to break
I wonder why..
I care about what you might think of me
when I know you never think of me
I wonder why I even bother
I wonder why I even sit down and cry
I wonder why I worry about you
when you don't give a s**t about me
I wonder why I take so much trouble when in the end it'd just be you happy.




and me alone..
again.
Every woman in the world to me-air supply (just the verses)
Every night seems dinner and wine
Saturday days
I was never in love, never had the time
In my hustle and hurried world
Laughing my self to sleep, waking up lonely
I needed someone to hold me, oh
It's such a crazy home town
It can drag you down
Till you run out of dreams
So you party all night to the music and lights
But you don't know what happiness means
I was dancing in the dark with strangers
No love around me
When suddenly you found me, oh
Everything good, everything fine
That's what you are
So put your hand in mine and together we'll climb
As high as the highest star
I'm living the life time in every minute
That we're together
And I'm staying right here forever, oh
Well, that's the thing about me see. I laugh about and try to be so happy to cheer you up and so that you won't worry about me which I suppose never in a blue baboon's butt will you do so, and in the end at night I just cry, exhausted with all the pretending, sick of what I actually did. And in the end, I made me a goal which is to see you happy and in the end, all my hopes and dreams are seconded. And yeah you don't know what happiness means because you just don't seem to cherish it and next thing I know, you fall in the mud again when I already dry-cleaned you and I'll have to do it again. And yeah, I really do feel like strangers around you cos you don't know me, not with everything revolving around you. And see, the sad thing is, I'm satisfied when you're happy, knowing that I did a good job and I know I'm staying put in case you ever need me.
And this is to a lot of people. As in I'm refering to a lot of people in this post. What I'm going through is really mentally and emotionally draining.
But then again, I guess this is love, isn't it?
I never got my birthday wish