This is what will happen,
this is what always does,
this is my life.
The world I live in
can kill
and I don't understand why I still stand,
watching from the outside,
watching
lives unfold
and happy endings
that seem so
fairy-tale-like.
'Cause this is what lies will do to you,
this is what happens,
the ugly truth,
so ironic,
exactly the opposite of what we wanted,
so much worse.
Can it be fixed?
Nooooooo
that's not right,
try it again.
Can I be put
back together,
Will anyone even try?
it seems so unfair,
the pain that I suffer,
but in all truth,
for once,
I know
that I deserve nothing less.
So than why do I sit there wishing
that an angel will come,
a miracle
will happen?
My world can kill,
yet I still stand.
How is that right?
Why is it even possible?
And the only thing
that I've ever wanted
the only thing that I've ever begged for
will not happen.