This Doesn't Make Sense

Fuck the times when I thought everything's fine.
Fuck the people who crossed the line.
When thing's happened in a matter of seconds.
All that's been invested is worthless.
It doesn't even rhyme.


I can't even tell what's the matter with me anymore.
The longer I stay the longer it sore.
Am i worth the trust or what?
A question with infinite excuse.
It doesn't even rhyme.


I want to change, I badly want to.
But the more it happened the more I became untrue.
I wanna go someplace where I can find my reflection.
Somewhere alone simply because I have to.
It doesn't even rhyme.