Living and Breathing from the pain you give

Each day I wake up
trying to regain my hope
living and breathing from the pain people give me
I would die just to know I lived for something

People have no respect
yes I admit I sometimes don't
but thats part of life
so I really can't complain

One moment they love me
another they hate me
why do they have to tease me
I hate playing games

Can't they just give me what I want
it's not a friend I want
I seem to have many of them
but it's something someone wont give

I really don't even know what I'm talking about
but god... something in my life doesn't seem right
its like I'm missing something
I'm not sure but I could be wrong

None really wants to really talk to me
its like they don't even know I want to
I'm sure they see me sad
they can see the tears I leave behind me

I didn't want it to be this way
but people want me to be this way
I can't help it none wants to listen
I'm left alone to talk to a wall

I have cry ed so much
that there isn't anymore tears
all they are is just blood
falling from my eyes

People don't see how much you hurt me
they don't seem to care
I wish someday someone would wipe my tears
that way I maybe able to be happy once again

I'm not you
and your not me
I don't know how you feel
and you can't feel how I feel

But I hope that someday someone would be able to feel
what I feel and give hope were others didn't
I hope someone soon
other wise this maybe my one last painful tear