Coming back from a day’s work,
Feeling like a broken bull’s cart…
First thing I do is talk to you,
But you break me further apart…
Sometimes you need to realize,
That a boy has feelings too…
Little things you say casually,
Sticks with him like glue…
I am trying to keep my cool,
But how to convince this tiny heart?...
It keeps weeping a lot,
After all it isn’t so smart…
Now I feel like shit,
I feel like doing nothing…
Maybe I will be alright,
After 6 hours of sleeping…
So goodbye for now,
I am not calling you tonight…
You ruined my mood,
And I don’t wanna start a fight…
Until then do think about me,
And realize that you were rude…
I hope that start to feel sorry,
Bcoz you treated me like some fucking leftover food!... >_<
