Who Knew?

When The phone dies and the last shred of hope is gone,
Move on.

Find a place to hold onto wherever you are,
Hope is never really that far.

I know from experience how hard it is to deal,
When you are so sad and alone and you don't know how to feel.

The pain will stay with you wherever you go,
Hold on strong- its then you will know.

Tear streaks and goodbyes, whispers broken by the wind,
When you feel that you alone are your only friend.

There is always an angel right ahead of you,
Stabbing you in the back, suffocating you.

You stand alone, surround by grace,
Who knew popularity had tears on its face?

**It needs alot of work, but--yeah**