Why is there something that’s hurt?
Why is there never someone to care?
Why do people don’t like me?
Why is always my question…
Why is in my heart
Why will never leave
Why is my friend I guess
There is no one to say
I will always love you babe
Everyone is against me
Like the old lady once said ‘ill always HATE you’
There happen good and bad things but the bad will stay in my head.
They wont leave, they are always with me…
If I want to or not.
Feel alone in this cold harmless world, like there is no one to care..
But if you need me ill always be there…