Not knowing where to go,
Not knowing which way to turn.
No matter which road you choose,
It seems like you are always
Getting Burned.
No one really cares,
No one lends a hand
They will push you,
As your falling
And you are supposed to understand.
Am sorry,
Means absolutely nothing
Because it\'s used way to much.
When you hear it over and over,
It gets old
It lost that special touch.
Love is taken for granted,
Commitment seems to be a sin
These are some of the reasons,
Why I no longer let people in.
People want you to listen,
To them
But not to you,
So selfish and overbearing
Behind your back,
They call you a fool.
The truth is no longer spoken,
Lies have over run.
I sit and think to myself,
I know..
I can\'t be the only one.