Pathetic is what you are,
Still dreaming of fairytales
Knights in shining armor
You foolish child.
Wake up and see things
As they are
You let your heart ache
And soon it will brake
Your mind is so scattered
And heart soon to be shattered
But yet you still give it away
To someone who finds comfort
In another.
You lie in bed alone at night,
And cry yourself to sleep
While he has the best of
Both worlds.
Wake up you foolish child,
Pathetic is what you are.
He goes on with his life,
Him and his wife.
Off they go here,
off they go there.
Traveling to and from.
While you sit at home,
Feeling so alone.
Wanting to hold him,
While she only scolds him.
Wake up foolish child,
And see things as they are.
He will never be there,
When you need him the most.
He will never truly be,
Yours alone.
 
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