When will someone turn around
And face me in all honesty
And tell me it won't hurt forever.
I can't see what's worth fighting for
Because I'm so sick of reaching out
To nothing but people's backs.
Tell me that it's all o.k
That my life is worthwhile
Because all I see is black
Their hearts are cold and gray.
I look at the world revolving around me
And I hope it's not as cruel as it seems.
Why can't I feel like they do?
Why can't I see life the way they do?
I slash myself so often
And watch the blood drip away
Yet I'm still all alone
I still feel so isolated
And I crave to be happy again.
So, so many people have ruined
So, so many things for me
Yet I'm still breathing
My broken heart is still beating.
This little girl crying inside
I can't give her the love that she needs
To stay alive and fight with me.
These dirty, broken hands
Are still clawing to be free
