Who is she
she sits and cries
wishing she could stop living a lie
she wants to know what she did to deserve this
she just needs to find her purpose
shes looking for an easy way out
she doesnt know what this life is all about
i wish i could only help her
she needs help so bad
when i think about it i become mad
why doesnt anyone care
they all just sit there and stare
i pray at night
hoping her life will turn out right
you may wonder who she is
but then i realize
that shes me
but i dont know the real me anymore
