At night when I feel
That I'm completely alone
I sit on my roof
And look up at the stars
The universe is full of mystery
Leaving you to wonder
Why things are
And why does no one care
Why are people criticized
For saying how they feel
They get laughed at
And are told to get over it
Those people don't understand, however
That those feelings are very real
There are some people
Who don't feel loved
They are misunderstood
And criticized for how they feel
They are told that their problems
Are discrete and they're no big deal
But those comments hurt
And they only make things worse
This being my reason
For not speaking of how I feel
I'm afraid I'll get shut down
And told it's no big deal
Or I'll get ridiculed for what I say
Get laughed at and shunned
Those are the things
Which make people hurt more
And wish for an end to it all
I, being afraid of dieing,
Just wish I had someone
Someone to confine in
Who will listen and understand
I need someone
To take the time
To understand why I secretly hurt
To be aware of how I feel
When it comes to parents, friends, and guys
It's hard for me to trust
That this person will be true
For that is why I write
To escape from my life
And release my thoughts
To explain what's happening
In my heart and soul
I write to explain how I feel about guys
And how I feel about life
So I continue to write
Until I find that person
Who will listen for hours
And also confine in me
So I can help them too
For no ones life is glamorous
We all have our hell
Talking and writing
Can only make it better.
