November loving
Coming never
Never feeling okay

I have been so anxious
And sick of what they say
Nobody gives a shit about you
They all are fake
Playing games with everyone
To get their own way

Well tell me what will you do
When you can't see me anymore
Will you regret the things you said
Or love that you hate me more
I can't trust anyone
And I sure cant fall in love
The feelings are never reciprocated
Call it bad luck

Drugs and money status honey
That's all she's after
They don't care about success
They just crave disaster
Put your dreams up on the wall
Like a poster and plaster
Hate and doubt and everything
To make you spiral faster

Until there's nothing left
Just an anxiety catcher
If you want to learn how
To doubt yourself
Well I'm the master
All these fuckboys walk around
Opinionated answers
Running their mouths like it matters
Bitch I'm a mirror smasher