I've run out of things to say
Nothing sounds right
Or good enough
They seem useless
meaningless
unimportant.
U have your own life
And your caught up
Not having time
To see what's there.
I'll always be here
Waiting for u
To have a moment
From your world
That has come to consume u.
I'm always in the back round
Never center stage
Always behind.
Just some girl
No one important,
Whose going to ruin your world
Everything that you've tried so hard 2 build up.
U got to me so fast
U seem not to care
Everything I say
Useless
Meaningless
Unimportant.
Maybe u don't get it,
I'm here
Waiting
In the backround
For u to have the time
Maybe just a moment
To finally see..
Useless
Meaningless
Unimportant
Waiting for u
I'm in the backround….
