Chances – February 3rd 2008

Was there ever really a chance?
Is there a chance?
Will I get another chance?

All these years, what were they for?
What’s changed from now and before?
I had so much hope
But this is making me mope

Why do we aim high if we’re gonna only get shot down
Why do we hope if its not going to happen....
Why do we treasure people one day if we’re gonna ignore them another
Why do we wish for things if we’re only gonna regret them later

I was waiting for this day to come
But now you left me feeling dumb
Why don’t you talk to me? This was not part of the plan!

They told me to talk to you, that you’re nice
And they gave me advice
But clearly ill never get to talk to you
It’s just another wish gone awry

You talk to her; and you talk to her, so why not talk to me!
I’m not asking for much, as long as we talk, even if we talk to disagree
What is it? Is it my hair, my face, my clothes!
Whatever the reason is, will I ever get to know?