When will the day come

When will the day come
that I'm not all alone
the day that i can smile
and not cry on the phone

when will the day come
that i cry because I'm happy
instead of crying because i need to
or slicing my wrists to make me free

when will the day come
that i wont want to die
the day that i want to live
the day i wont wonder why

when will the day come
that i wont think of suicide
or look at my wrists
and think of all the times i cried

when will the day come
that i can see you two together
and not think of us
and how you said it would last forever

when will the day come
where the scars finally go away
where i have to look at them
and ask why in this hell hole must i stay?

when will the day come
where I'm not afraid to go home
where i can trust myself with my life
where i don't always go crawling to the knife

can you please tell me
when will i have fun
can you tell me
when will the day come