Everyday afflicts with me.
The material world around me, our relationship boundry,
Contemplate over tea.
I always am so sad and feel so lonely.
Why don't we get together? You and me only.
And if I say something wrong,
Just know I didn't mean it and I'm really really sorry.
I tried to write you a song.
But it wasn't all that long.
So I put my guitar down, my ego shrunk to a small town.
I'm always depressing you.
Just know I didn't mean to and I'm really really sorry.
I don't think I'm a sad person.
I'm just in times that always seem to always worsen.
I just need a freind, and I'm sorry if I'm stressing you.
Everday contradicts with me.
Just try to forget this, I'll get you something for Christmas.
Can I please walk with you?
I'll rewrite that song if we just move along.
I know what we had is over, but I still really like you.
This is my final question that provokes the sadness invention:
Do you wanna sit down for some tea?
