Why is it that i sit here,
Everyday questioning my own existance?
Why is that,
I cant live up to my own expectations?
Why is it that,
Tomorow will be just like today?
WHy have all my memories,
All my past experiences,
Why are all the things that are soposed to be me,
The exact oposite of who I see in my reflection?
When did I loose who I was?
WHen did I become another lost face in the crowd?
With hopeless dreams and no fantsasies?
Why is it that when ever anyoene needs anything,
Im always here yet when I need one person to talk to,
everyones gone?
&&why is it that the people who I love the most are always,
the ones making me feel like this.
Why is it that im reaching so far,
No ones holding the rope at the other end?
They all talk about how much they care,
They say they\'ll always be here threw good and bad,
Yet today when I needed thier help how come all I saw were closed doors and everyones back?
