so true
I’m your worst nightmare squared,
that’s times two for those who aren’t mathematically aware
I used to pray everyday, wishing for a better way.
When nothing changed, I lost my faith, praying for a better day
How am I supposed to keep
All to myself when I can see
Everything that I could ever need
Is standing right in front of me
I’ve been talking to God
Asking for just a little help with you
But it’s hopeless