sunday is a hope that gets dark

All the pretty girls are in the cars
But i just walk the same path every time
Come on girl get off the car
I cant explain what is my house
Lets walk around dont look my eyes
Im not a man i need my mom
I bet my money to the worst one
Because i want to scape
And start again
I dont wanna fight
They said that faith is enough
So i open my arms but nothing comes
Nobody dares to let it go
Shes watching me while he talks
And then he starts the car
So i can write
And she wont dare i swear
And i wont as well
I think the poetry is personal
Dreams go to fade out
Get over it it will never pass
Its just outrageous the way they are
Its like that
Sunday is a hope that gets dark