Sometimes I feel empty,
but I'll tell myself I've friends who will be there for me.

Sometimes I wish for someone for my own,
but I didn't want to be tie up.

Sometimes I blame myself for others treating me this way,
but do I deserve all these treatment?

Sometimes I find that I bring it on my own,
but have anyone put themselves in my shoes?

Sometimes I hope for the one I love to understand me,
but they'll ask who will be there to understand them.

Sometimes I feel that my life is a bitch,
but life still have to go on.

Sometimes I tell myself that tomorrow will be a better day,
but in my heart, it's feeling so-not-right.

I took one step,
you took two back,
this will never end.