a tear rolled down my face
not easy to embrace
i cried all night
I'm just so sick of these fights
no one gets the true me
i just want to flee
only if the world could just see... me
i told him that i wished he was dead
but i cry here in my bed
why did i say that awful thing
i think someone cut my last string
theres nothing here for me now
i think its time to take my final bow
the world is dead and so am i
if i take that way out, would people ask why
why cant she take it? i know i can
shes a wimp, so she ran
they don't know what goes on
from the whole world i feel withdrawn
i swear i must go from the things that i said
it were those words that i dread
i wish i could take them back
but my feeling i cant attack
for wanting to tell him how i feel
i shouldn't be the one with the problems to deal
what am i saying
i should be the one praying
praying that he knows what i feel
maybe this is his time to deal
its his fault that i feel this way
each and every single day
i wish he was sad
i wish he was mad
its his fault, not mine
don't worry... I'll be just fine!
