Whats the point in trying
if I know you won't succeed
Whats the point in living
when I don't have my best friend with me
How can I keep on going
If I keep on asking why
How can I keep on standing
when all I wanna do is cry
To some I might seem slow
because I can't always say what I feel
To me I sometimes seem stupid
because this feels like it isn't real
I can hear their voices yelling
I can feel the walls shaking
But none of it hurts as much
as the pain of my heart breaking
My troubles aren't fading
they're becoming worse each day
Everything is become a blur
I can't hear what people say
There are some people who care
or at least they say they do
I can't seem to figure out
if what they're saying is true
I'm giving up on myself
Or have they have given up on me?
There's so much of the world
that I've always wanted to see
I want to fly to a place
where there's no one I know
Maybe then I can let
my true feelings show
I want to fly to a place
where it's only me
I want to fly to a place
where I can finally be free
