I see my scar
they are much to deep
have I gone to far
why can I not weep
why do I do this I think
is there something wrong with me
why can't the world change with a blink
what am I gonna be
when I look at my life
past, present and future
I always turn to the knife
why can't I find my cure
I see pathetic persons as I go along
but who am I to judge, I'm the same
when my life falls apart, I'm not that strong
and I'm the only one I can blame
I miss my life so strongly
but I will never get it back
the days when tings ended happyly
and all was light insted of black
do I have any right to feel the way I do
There are so many who loves me
but very few who understand me too
the darknes I feel they can't see
