i miss the past
when i was happy
or rather
when i should be happy
at tat time
i kept thinking bout the past (past's past)
thinking bout how i felt cus of how others treated me
thinking tat all good things isn't gona last
thinking tat i was alone
when actually
they hav sort of accepted me
despite the past (past's past)

thinking back
found that i was foolish
n didn't look at now (past)
i wasted the things my babes' did to help
to pull me out of misery

now, life sucks
but at least i know
someone truly luvs me
as a real friend
at least i know
tat even if we drift apart
even if we never talk
she'll be thr for me
n tat is a big enough thing
to pull me through life
i can hang on
n continue acting
in this ever lasting show...