I turn around and once again they stop.
I know what they are doin.
I am not blind!
My every move is watched.
I cannot take a step without them condemning me for it.
Who are these peopl?
Ive known them for so long and yet done know them at all.
My friends. Where are they? Who are these people?
I loved them. I trusted them and now i cant see why.
My heart is filled with pain because now i can see that i am alone. I used to think i was surrounded with love,
but i see whos love is true and the number is so few.
Though the number is few i have the love of him who died for me.
He sacrificed his life for me so i can live.
Even though the number is few it is still enough.
Enough for me to survive.
Enough for me to live it through.
