Why isn't there an exit in the world?

...screaming...

Existence... doesn't appear in my dictionary.

Why live on this world where no one understands you.

Your PERFECT the way you are. Don't change.

When you look at me crying each tear all you can see in me is fear.

Why when we break up we hate each other but later you just end up apologizing and wanting her back?

Hidden, trapped, and alone.
Cold, crying, and screaming.
BUT WHY? WHY ME?

What will i be with the scars you left in me?

Each tear I make turns into a thousand lakes...