Wanting...needing...longing for someone to inspire her
to pick her up from where shes fallen
shes so sick of it all
tired of trying
sick of crying
a happy face
hides all the pain
some would say shes got it all so whats the fuss
others would say its all about the attention
some think shes a copy and not an individual
shes thinks that they should shove it and leave her in her misery
a river of questions in her mind
what ever happened to individuality?
why are people so happy being who they are not?
and why are those that are themselves are miserable?
no one knows what she really feels or thinks
neither does she
all she knows is that when she looks in the mirror
the prospect of death is ever so welcoming
being conquered by her surrondings
her uncontrollable mind
full of regrets
she has fallen...
something thats never happened to her before
shes wanting...needing...longing for someone who understands the way she feels
someone who understands the way she thinks
someone who can inspire her to be everything she wants to be
to achieve everything she wants to achieve
she is lost of all emotion
in other words shes \"evil\" as her boyfriend would put it
she doesnt know how to feel...
she doesnt know how to love...
shes forgotten the feeling of happiness...
she doesnt know what to do...
or where to go...
or who to turn to...
shes just... needing...wanting...longing for someone to take away the pain!
