Screaming for help
I am running out of air...

No one cares
To give me a second glance...

No one knows
the hell i have lived through...

Pushed, Punched
stabbed in the back...

Standing in the dark
head bent down...

Strange how we are talking
A delayed trip dowm memory lane...

I turn a corner
and I see it...

I sit where i have sat for
What seems like years...

I need you to know
I'm so scared...

There are few people i let get close enough to...
Some of my friends think they know me...

We had got into a fight
and he said he was going to cool down...

The little girl
is long dead...