Here I am lying in the dark,
praying that I won't make a little red mark.
Every night I have to fight.
I know I have to walk with the light
if I want to make things right.
But no matter where I try to hide,
darkness fills me deep inside.
I don't know why, I try to cry,
but no one hears my silent tears.
I want to be heard,
but I don't dare say a word.
I want to be assured...
but I know I'll never be cured.