Im the one in the crowd but is still feeling all alone
Im the one who screams with out a sound
Im the one who cries with silent tears
Im the one who needs to love less
Im the one you must hate to really understand
Im the one who feels so cold on a hot day
Im the one who cries on her birthday
Im the one up all night and then say that Im happy
Im the one who is sitting there with my fists clenched but still forced wear a smile
Im the one who cant go on after the first step
Im the one who seems to be dying of paranoia
Im the one who shivers when I feel any human contact
Im the one whose feels alone and hated
Im the one who has a lot of anger inside
Im the one who yearns to do what I always dream of doing
Im the one who got so many friends but so many backstabbers too
Im the one who cuts herself when no ones there
Im the one you call wet behind the ears
Im the one who waits up when you say youll call
Im the one who misses every day thats gone past
Im the one who compromises with my self that Id finish this battle by sacrificing myself
Im the one who surrenders my own soul to just get through the first day
Im the one who rips her skin just to recognize pain, but that pain is beautiful
Im the one whos got scars but I seem to love life
Im the one whos trying to fly on the top of a cliff
Im the one who sings in a funeral
Im the one who shivers when I feel warmth
Im the one who walks away when in love
Im the one who feels awake in an interment
Im the one who opens my arms when I feel the wind on my face
Im the one who can hear the silent pulse when alone
Im the one who see black when theres white
Im the one who cries when anothers happy
Im the one whos ugly in the outside
Im the one who was here before you
Im the one who asks myself; can I feel the pain anymore?
