As I wait up in my room,
I look at my clock.. it's almost noon.
I wait and wait, hoping to see you soon.
Time passes by, but you never show,
"He's coming, maybe traffic is slow!"
Even though, you'll never know,
My love for you will only grow.
But then again, maybe you don't care,
Even though, you're the one who left me there,
Standing in the rain,
Can't you feel my pain?
You left me and went off to live your life,
Even though you knew, I picked up a knife.
You saw my arms, were you alarmed?
No you weren't, so myself I harmed.
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