What Do I Look Like, A Vampire Or Something?

I was just a kid, but now I'm thrown in this mess. I've wasted time with every breath. Reduced to lost hope, lost youth. But the date keeps turning over
Every day I pray for rain. I pray these ghosts will leave me. Every day I fall asleep, I'm waiting for a change of pace. It's always "high hopes", "we're so proud". And every day is repeated
I've seen relationships rise and fall, and I've felt them all. I'm waiting for everything to click. Pick myself up, dust last night off
Wake up. Move on