Why am I trying so hard,
to be what you want.
Why am i alone,
when all i need is help.
Why do you look at me,
and see something,
but never acually see it.
Why dont you take a moment,
and think what its like to be it.
think about how hard it is
being all alone,
Think about how awful it is,
to be someone unknown, and
when you finally see me right,
I just might stop crying, every
damn night. |
Submission Name: why...
