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MYSELF By Eva
No one really understands me, My friends don't seem to care, I know it's true, because if they do, It wouldn't be such a scare.
All I need is someone to sit, And try to figure me out, It's not so hard when they�re all done, And know what I'm all about.
As I lay in bed at night and cry, I cannot figure out why, I worry about other people so much, So much, that I want to die.
All my friends pretend to care, And this thought, I just can't bare. As smiles fly by me, I sit and I stare, All that I wish is that I could be there.
So I make up my mind, To change in some way, Start off little, Day by day.
Today, I finally realized, I have to live life for myself, I'll be the best person that I can be, Until the day of my death! |
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