Always annoying
Always invisible
Not first choice
Almost last
Everyone is toying
Toying with me
worNo one cares
No knows of how hard im falling down
I just want to be free
But I never will be
And tomorrow when I stop breathing
You will be sorry.
Or at least that's what I hope.
I hope people will cry
And they will be grieving
but I deep down
I have a feeling
That no one will cry
As they put my body in the ground
So I stay alive just wishing I could see
What this world would be like
If it was without little unimportant hopeful me
