Is there someone out there?
Someone to help me from my despair?
Will somebody save me from my frozen heart?
Before I make my last depart?
Is there someone I can hold onto instead of my knife?
Will I find them before I take my own life?
Will I ever learn to trust?
Or will my heart just crumble into a pile of dust?
Would I still cry these tears?
Would I still have the same fears?
Or would I learn to let someone hold me?
And they would stay longer then just a memory.
But I fear my broken heart wont mend
Even when I know all I need is a true friend
But this distrust I have in my heart
Is the one thing that tares my friends and I apart
I know I'm to blame
This darkness in my soul I never overcame
That's why I stay alone
Even if it hurts like a shattered bone
But if it keeps the people I know safe from harm
I'll just keep my lonely feelings into my arm
So the question isn't "is there someone out there?"
It's more if I will ever get out of this snare.
So I can trust myself to trust.
But I don't know if I can ever make my heart readjust.
