What sucks about weekends
Is that my mind has time to build up on the delusion that you still care about me;
And then when I see you at school again
You once again make it clear that you don't give a frick frack about me,
And my heart breaks all over again,
And I spend the whole week trying to get some attention from you;
Unsuccessfully, of course.
I'm in tears when I go home for the weekend
Wishing I didn't have to spend so much time away from you.
But as the weekend goes by, my mood brightens a little bit,
And I somehow convince myself that I mean something to you
And I'll get to see you at school again soon.
But then I go back to school,
And from you I receive nothing but rejection.
And so it goes on...