I sit alone in my room
Wondering "Where is guardian angel"
Is there such thing?
If so wheres mine?
He's suppose to be protecting me
Yet all i fell is disappointment and failure
I sit in the dark to get away
I hide from friends and family
Cutting myself off from the world
Cut my wrists and slowly pass out
But I'm not dead that would be to easy
All I'm doing is slowly fading from the world
Slowly losing faith is everything good
Then the phone rings, I hear that voice
Then i realize as long as i have you
Everything is good
