Sitting in a cold dark room in a corner crying,
sobbing,wishing you were here with me...

Don't judge me by my face,
My religion or my race...

I ask for help but
I do not receive it...

I wish I was sleeping
For all of eternity...

Im tired of trying,
I always end up hurt...

Im tired of the way you talk to me.
It really does hurt me...

As she listens to her favorite song
IT reminds her of the past year...

Im living in fear and hate
Never asking for my fate...

I am lurking in the dark
Staying far out of sight...

Did you get my call?
Or did you here me fall...

As she sits all alone at home
She thinks of what she did wrong...

Who around me cares?
Who can tell when im not doing okay...