sometimes i don't really think   that you're the one   that brought me light and understanding   the way you look at me now   is not of the loving kind   that i can tell   when you were in my age   did you ever believe   that you'd end up like this   if you think that you are   making me feel good   i must say you're wrong   but i still just can't forget   how you made me feel   so useless and wrong   a hundred wasted hours in that house   well it makes me feel quite angry   and i'm so tired of these internal affairs   they should have been left behind   a long time ago   it makes me wonder if i'll ever be alright