How could she have ever thought that I didnt realise you were dying?
How did she not know that I thought about it every day?
It was the one thing I was always worried about
The one thing I was always dreading
Howcome no one is ever around when I need someone?
Howcome no one cares when I need someone to care?
Why does everyone just seem to think I will be ok?
And seem to think that I can cope?
Sometimes I wish I could scream out to the whole world
Ask someone to save me
Maybe no one would listen
Maybe no one would care
Deep inside, I dont want to die
But I dont want to live wihout mum either
I guess I need to make the most of what Ive got
And realise that someone cares
