Searching for a way out

Keep my eyes to the ground and my head hanging low
so no one can see the tears i won't show

my hair hanging straight to cover my face
wearing long sleeves over scars i retrace

waiting in the shadows for a savior or a saint
i try to remember happiness, but the memory is faint

this is how i live from one day to the next
searching for clues in the surrounding context

hints for finding solace, if such a thing exists
and until i find some answers my loneliness persists

*Uuh.. other than horrible, i don't know what this is. It was supposed to be way different. Oh well. Rate/comment if you have a second, anyway. Thanks.*