96 this text has no name

this sad text is called no one is ever going to want me
and i know somehow im right
i can see it in my own reflection

this sad text is called  that way because im sad
and im sad always
and that eternal always is following me everywhere
i told him not

up there in the moonlight there are shadows
i think they are sad too
and in someway im still here
looking sad for everyone

i wish i could bring you back from the past
the way we were before
because now im sad
and im sad always

this sad text is going to die
the way i died before
(well, im not dead
im just a flower
looking for some alive breeze)

stop pretending
life doesnt terrify
you

im just stuck here in the fear