They stare at me,
torturing me with those sharp eyes
They shout at me,
insulting me with those terrible words
I just don’t care, at first
well, that time I still have you in my side
but lately, they become even worse
you’ve gone and I just can’t handle it anymore
Should I ask for a help?
though I always ignore everyone
who wants to help me,
Am I the worst,
for rejecting their kindness and waiting for yours?
I only want you, to help me, to save me.
‘cos you’re the one that they’re talking about,
and you’re the one that I think about.