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I stand alone, in fear, in shaddow,
dealingw ith my own nitemares, that torment me so.
Inside I'm falling apart, but sho see's what they do not look at?
Nobody, nobody sees, because nobody looks that deep.
A deepness that very few have touched, but many have hurt.
How can I stand stong, when inisde I am like this, crying, waiting, hoping....
When in reality, the hope is in vane, a hope in something that is not there.
A hope that relys on somone else to be there, and you look for them, and they have not only left, but made you look and feel like an idiot.
Who would love somone who cannot love themself?
But then again, who can love themself, if nobody loves them?
There is something inside that knows, somehting inside that you cannot change at your will, something that inside me in writhing in pain.
But I cannot save myself, I have tried, and all it has done, is make me aware of how alone inisde i really am. I'm not understood, I'm not supported, I am not what you want me to be.
I am alone, standing in the dark, obscured to the world, by the fear that envelopes me....