i am lower than my average
crushed to be pieces
blown by the wind
repeating the same unanswered question

what am i ?
to you and to myself

i've wasted myself for you and that's nothing
worthless years and worthless thoughts
i am screaming love but you're too deaf
or too busy to hear

i have enough of you
enough of myself

i have reach my end of toughts

If you wanna be my friend
You want us to get along
Please do not expect me to
Wrap it up and keep it there
The observation I am doing could
Easily be understood
As cynical demeanour
But one of us misread...
And what do you know
It happened again

A friend is not a means
You utilize to get somewhere
Somehow I didn't notice
friendship is an end
What do you know
It happened again

How come no-one told me
All throughout history
The loneliest people
Were the ones who always spoke the truth
The ones who made a difference
By withstanding the indifference
I guess it's up to me now
Should I take that risk or just smile?

What do you know
It happened again
What do you know

misread, kings of convenience
Love is no big truth,driven by our genes,we are simple selfish beings.A symphony that's you,joyously awaking the ignorant and sleeping.