Sitting here again
Crying in my room,
Looking out the window,
Staring at the river,
How could my life,
Just slip away,
Getting lost,
In a wild river,
I know,
It wasn’t perfect,
And I know,
It won’t change,
I have to make the best of it,
But every step I take,
I take the wrong,
And by every word I say,
I said to much,
My life ‘s shitt,
And the only one,
Who can make it better,
Won’t listen to me..