You left me so long ago
I lay there at night
trying to picture your face
sitting there crying to myself
I never show the pain
or tell anyone everything
what if no one accepts the facts I tell them
and everyone thinks I am lame
why does everyone have to get in my business
some times I just want to be left alone
i try to write you but I always
stop and think
"what if i say the wrong thing"
You will just try to but me in my place
nothing seems the same now that I'll wake up a realize you are never coming back to me
and you will never change for me
you tell me you have
but you don't understand i am not that little anymore
i understand that it isn't easy to quit
i know that you still deal that crack
i am not as stupid as you would think
i just wish someone could walk in and take your place
but love isn't something that can be washed away.
so here stand stuck on a road not knowing where to turn.
WHO will be the one to catch me when I finally hit the ground?
