It's 3 am on a summer night and I'm laying in bed thinking. I've been feeling this way for a while. Like my life has no point. Why am I here? Does everyone hate me or is it just in my head? When will things start to make sense? Only time will tell.
It's 3 am on a summer night and I'm laying in bed thinking. I've been feeling this way for a while. Like my life has no point. Why am I here? Does everyone hate me or is it just in my head? When will things start to make sense? Only time will tell.