The word itself can kill you..
Its always like your expecting for something good..
But when it never happens, you end in a foul mood..
You cringe at your seat, waiting in distress
Your heart was beating fast, your mind was a mess.
Its like you want the minutes to fade, just let time go
cascade..
But as the moment approaches,
Tick tock,tick tock...
The world stopped when none of what you wanted happened..
And you learn to smile the fake one.
Say that's ok..
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And you learn never to expect for the good again..
Cause the bad things just shot your spirits dead..
