The bright lights,
seem to overshadow me,
people are over looking,
expecting to see something more
life seemed so much easier before
the daily struggles,
are hard to keep up with
it seemed like just yesterday
i was playing with barbie dolls
singing out deck the halls
life used to be,
so simple and carefree,
but now we're always looking over our shoulder,
wondering when someone will stab you in the back,
when life will fall off track.
so hold my hand
and squeeze it tight,
i want someone to understand
someone who'll tell me its alright
to help me see the light
someone to talk to
i want to feel loved
and to feel like i have a place
like i'm meant to be here,
instead of wanting to disappear
