Blah

I'm waiting for my letter in the mail
I'm waiting for a ticket through my hell
I'm waiting for all these things that I want
I'm waiting for all these things I haven't got

It's a shame when no one's to blame
Like a sham making movies super bland
I'm a loss to detest
I don't need a degree to tell me this

All the people that I want to be
Want nothing to do with me
All the people that I care
Rather keep me as their fare
Or let me go, they don't care

My mind drips, black and blue
Someday my assumptions will come true
Who's to blame? What a shame
Who's to blame? What a shame
It's me