I sit and wait for you to be there.

Sometimes I wonder if you even care.

I sit and I cry waiting for the end.
All you do is sit there and pretend That I'm not there and the depression Isn't real; You lie to yourself.
You lie to me; As I sit in a corner And weep and weep.
It's to hard to swallow Too hard to breathe.
The mask is coming undone Revealing the pain, revealing the sorrow.
I sit and yell, I feel so alone.
You yell and you scream I feel like a pathetic waste,
Lost in a sea of lies.
I feel like this depression Will never die. Can somebody help?
Will anybody help me escape?
I'm begging now,
just for an out I scream your name,
but you're not there.
Finally I realize...
That you don't care.

UNTIL THEN.

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