Why does everyone but me die?
I see it in my dreams
I see it when I don't dream
But I don't die
Not me
I don't die in my dreams
And I have not succeed when I am not dreaming
Why?
Why not me?
I envy the dead
But I am stuck among the living
I have no place here
Each time that I came so close to death I found peace
Then the living came and took that away
They keep me here
I am stuck in there illusions that life is for all
Why wont they let me go
Oh, thats right, they call it love
Well not all were ment to be loved
That is a lessons that they taught me
Well I found my place
I found a place among the forgotten
Its a place they helped me create
They call me selfish when I cut
They say I hurt others when I do that
But what about me?
What should it matter what others think and feel
I cut for me
Not for them
One day I will go home
Someday
Someday soon
