Waste My Life

No one exists for your benefit
I’m not a stock character honey
Even if I am, I still have more meaning
than your life could ever have

I’ve lost nothing but my patience
because hate is something I abhor
The thoughts of many divided me
while decision finally made me realise

You made me waste my life
Waste my life
Waste my life

I have seen you before so many times
The face changes but the personality remains
The psychic vampire that devours self respect
is merely a paper parody of you

You’ve lost everything in the eyes of sensibility
because damaged goods cannot trick attraction
There’s nothing worse than understanding
that I could have ever felt something more
than I could ever expect from a person like you

The End

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