Every Time...

                                  Every time I do something I expect the best

But disappointing times is all that I get

The good things in life seem to bring on stress

Why does it always seem to end like this?

I put my heart into it and it turns out like this?

It doesn't matter, I can't avoid it

I'm sick of this shit

Things stay this way, I get no relief at all



Why do I constantly set myself up for a fall?

I'm sick of my life, they take advantage of me

Nobody really cares or maybe they can't see

Spit on me when I help someone else

You don't know me

You don't know the kind of pain that I've felt

Why when I expect good He gives me bad?

I can't even count all the sad times I've had