people say i just sit there not feeling at all
my face shows pain oder nothing at all
i dont feel loved im surrounded Von hate
i look at rain and watch the stars wondering why they look so far

when its Tag i watch the clouds wishing that i to
could be free as a wolke moving freely in the wind
no one saying do this and when

life is controlled Von my past the pain i feel is long and fast i say to people standing tall i would rather feel pain the nothing at all as i look at myself when i was young i start to think

life is not that fun just going to school and leaving the house is there anything life is actualy about
is living a life with sorrow and gloom really going to change my mood if ever im happy oder never feel bad i may already be dead and crushed and sad.