The Little Things You Yearn For

Listen

Ma says im as sweet as could be,
but they doesn't explain why everyone hurts me.

Perhaps I'm just sensitive, or mean and unaware.

If those facts are true, please forgive me.

Maybe Z was not that bad, and P was not so sad.

Maybe K is not that cruel, and Im not Ds tool.

Maybe all of the birds that have flown away, were just looking for someone, not so easy.

I could just be ungrateful, or over dramatic at that.

Im just a mat, mats don't get friends.

Now it is too late, for me to think.

I wont lose anyone else, in just a blink.