Hey, friends,
why do you always leave?
I probably already guessed the reason,
but I still want to know.
Or maybe I don't.
Maybe I wanna scream.
Because this is all just a cycle,
isn't it?
I get my hopes up,
momentarily feel better.
I crash and fall,
and wait to die.
But oh, my life is woe.
The cycle repeats.
Eating away my hope,
leaving nothing.