All my life I've wanted to be noticed,
I've wanted to be remembered
Even if it is for something small,
I want people to look back and think
I remember when...
I've tried to put my all into every relationship I have.
I want to be the friend everyone goes to for advice,
I want to be the girlfriend that the guy thinks,
"Man, I'm lucky to have her!"
I thought I was on the right path.
Then one thing leads to another,
and I'm lying on the floor.
I'm covered in blood and tears,
surrounded by empty bottles.
I'm trying to figure out what I'm going to do now.
When everything I've grown to count on is no longer there.
When something so consistant just disappears.
And when my worst fear comes to life...
I was forgotten.
So now I'm back at zero,
rebuilding everything again.
Wondering what the hell I'm going to do,
to get people to notice me again.
How will I get people to remember that I still exsist.
