Memories of my past haunt me in my dreams
Never letting me forget what I cannot forgive
Sometimes I go to bed hoping I will not wake
So I can end this tortured life I am forced to live
Selfishly grabbing at whatever they can take
I can’t get a break because they always want more
At the end of the day I’m left feeling used
Walked on over and over like carpet on the floor
Late at night when the city has quiet down
I sit outside and stare at the stars in the sky
And I ask to whoever may be listening
If he could just tell me why?
And so I wait for some sign to be shown
A reason of why my fate has yet to be made
My patience wears thin as the days go on
As I slowly lose faith in myself and begin to fade
