And maybe even dull.
sometimes or perhaps often, I expect things from people that do not come.
And then I get down and do not know how behave.
I think back to what I've been and I'll be.
And the doubts assail me, fears overwhelm me, and I happen to not be able to sleep well at night.
I see tomorrow, in a month, a year ... And I'm afraid of being alone.
But I know that my friends, real ones, there will be.
But still I can not fail to be equally scared.
do not know what to do.
And sometimes people ..... : '(
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