Secret Love

Waiting for the end

I stand in the crowd,
Waiting for these noises to end,
Because I am tired,
Living with a lot of words and voices,
That told me that I can't reach my dream,
That told me that I can't be who I am.

I stand in the crowd,
Waiting for these people to leave,
Because I am hurt,
Living with the pain,
From fake people, liars, backstabbers and those mean friends,
That told me that I am not worthy and I am just a waste of space,
Living in this whole world.

I stand in the crowd,
Waiting for someone to help me,
To hold my hand and pull me away from all of these nonsense,
Because I am drowning,
But it kills me much faster when everyone has their own life,
And they thought I am happy with a smile sculptured on my wasted pretty face,
That hide thousands of feelings.

I stand in the crowd,
Waiting for the clock to stop ticking,
Waiting for everyone to freeze,
Waiting for the wounds to be healed,
Waiting for the soul to be fixed,
Waiting for the world to fall apart,
And I am waiting for the end.