under the weather

i'm sick of love and everyone around, dancing around like love is peace. i'm tried of waiting for no one to come, to turn up and say "you're just not the one". it doesn't make sense but i'm here anyway. i don't know if i care anymore, i don't know if i want you like before. just another day by myself to ponder, and when i go to sleep i just don't want to think about my future...