Maybe Baby

I guess it is difficult for two people from different worlds to be together.
So many factors...
Say baby, how are we gonna make it through?
I wished things could be easier, like how we wanna be.
Open and free.

All time low

Why are these thoughts running through my head?
Thoughts of giving up on You.
Thoughts of You not giving me enough.

I feel frustrated, angry and tired of always begging for it.
Am I not ready? Am I not good enough?
What am I working so hard for then?

I wish I can say goodbye to everything.
But I know, even when I am gone, nobody will care.
Not even You.
I am so irreplaceable that You have to think of me this way.
I am tired...