how can it be
that you can't see me?
i stand before your non-seeing eyes
with blood on my wrists and begin to cry
i run to the comforting corner between the walls
i cannot take this hurt,these lies not at all
how can it be
that I'm on my own but still not free?
i stand alone in a crowd
but one day I'll be one with the clouds
i stand before your non-seeing eyes
with blood on my wrists and begin to cry
how can it be
that this pain will never die..