one time one time... i closed my eyes one time... i hid my face as i slowly cried once before... i was behind a closed door once again.. i wish the pain would end it seems as if nothing goes right it seems as if out struggle is an unwinnable fight it seems like i will always be sad why is it that my life is so bad? whats wrong with me? what causes people to not care? what is it that i've done wrong? like an unused building.. i am always torn down. i wish i knew would someone please explain why? is something wrong with me? would people care if i just disappeared? would people miss me? if i were to die... would people cry? would someone mourn? or would it not matter... would a substitute be born? who can answer that? who really knows? it doesn't matter wither way i am still alive and i am still alone death would not help me either nor would it even enter my thoughts out there somewhere is a person that understands maybe then.. i would not be on my own i know its not true but maybe there is no hope if that was the case... then that is exactly with what i must cope so alone i stand... no one by my side only friends that pretend i beg for the pain to end. - Liquid Steel   [[ back ]]