you only see the bad times.
is this fair?
beside, the good times surpasses the bad times so much more.
'm tired of explaining.
neither 'm i gonna do that.
forget it.
every single time you gave me such high hopes,
but when the time really comes,
you crashed everything with just any excuses of yours.
and now,
guess what,
i've lost confidence in your words.
'm not gonna allow your words to lift me all the way up high,
in case in a split second ill fall all the way down.
what a disappointment.