I'm in my room,
laid on the floor...

Getting used to seeing
these four walls everyday...

Don't try and save me
I've had Enough of it...

Wat is the point in talking
when I know people can hear...

I see you everyday
yet you do not have a clue...

Don't ask me how I feel
When you see me cry...

Scared of the world
As I sit down and cry...

I remember your face
Like a forgotten dream...

Hey, look i am stood right here
Trying to speak loud and clear...

What am i doing here
Where do i belong...

Whats the point in holding my tears
Whats the point in hiding my fears...

To notice me the way i am
Would be to much for you...