this space starts out empty
and i know it cant hurt more
than it already does
and it all falls down around me
and it hits me in the face
i fall onto the ground
and i wish that i could understand
why im so upset to see
these things ill never have
my hands shake with anger
but my eyes fill up with tears (taste like salt)
and its all your fault
till i can pick myself up off the ground
(groaning)
to walk for miles
let the rain soak me until i smile
its getting late but i dont mind
im holding onto hands as drenched as mine
and for the first time in my life
i want to cry and laugh at the same time
because this is supposed to be happy
its supposed to be special special special