It's like my life is a one-way street.
I walk alone, working so hard to get somewhere
I pass people along the way and I carry them along with me
It's like those people rely on me to walk for them
I have my good days
Sometimes I have bad days
It's just frustrating
I give so much, too much even
I try hard to impress
I try hard to stay strong
But it's hard when you are walking one way and nothing is ever coming towards you
Nothing to look forward too
People don't walk next to me
They walk behind me
Depending on me for there own happiness, for me to drag them along
Yet I never really give much back
Living on a one-way streets not the best thing
Having people always one step behind you hurts
I just wish someone would break the rules and come down the other way of the street
I want someone to meet me half way
To have been walking alone for as long as I have
To have waiting for someone to come down their street
I wish it could be you

(Source: languidnesss)