If they knew the way i felt, they'd let me be with you.
If they knew the way i felt, they wouldn't do the things they do.
If they saw what i do, they wouldn't be so cruel.
If they saw what i did to myself, i wouldn't be the fool.
If they knew what it was like to be me, they wouldn't want to be here.
If they knew what i thought, they'd see my biggest fears.
If they understood why i sometimes act the way i do,
they would give me sympathy instead of making me blue.
If only they could be me for a day, see the world through my eyes.
Maybe they would understand how they sometimes make me want to die!
