Sometimes I sit here and wonder why...
and then I just sit and cry...
I lose all track of everything thats said...
because you're stuck in my fucking head...
I hate you so much...
Some days thats true...
I just wish I could keep that attitude...
It would make me feel better to tell you to fuck off...
And stop all the crying...
I'm not as weak as I perceive to be...
not that you'd care to even see me...
I want all the hurt to just go away....
but I just can't help it, every single day...
why am I rhyming this it seems really odd...
cause this is just random thoughts coming out...
strange how it happens sometimes when you don't notice..
I need to wake up, stand up and walk proud and tall...
and keep on pretending I don't miss you at all...
I hate you not saying it...
but I think I know why...
in the end it's all good...
I'd probably just cried...

who will dry the tears of the scared lil boy?
whose killed for his country and will have to do more..
who will dry the tears of the scared lil boy?
whose all alone in his own four walls...
who will dry the tears of the scared lil boy?
who won't show that he's scared no matter what happens...
who will dry the tears of the scared lil boy?
whose best friend is alcohol and smokes too much in a day...
who will dry the tears of the scared lil boy?
whose afraid if you get to close you'll hate him inside...
who will dry the tears of the scared lil boy?
who puts on the act so that you won't go away...
who will dry the tears of the scared lil boy?
when he can't come home for he's been deployed...
who will dry the tears of the scared lil boy?
I don't know who...will you?
He won't show you he's scared...or tired of being alone...he wants someone there everytime he comes home...He won't show you himself for he won't look inside and realize there's no reason to hide...People love him and he doesn't understand why.
who will dry the tears of this lil scared boy when he realizes he's not a lil boy?