As i sit here on the roof
starring at the sky
i begin to think about my life
it makes me want to cry
it doesn't feel like I'm needed
i haven\\\'t changed anyones life
never made a difference
so I'm asking "why"
why am i here?
it seems as if I'm a post to place your insecurities
that never seems to end
you may not know it
probably because i don't show it!
but inside I'm screaming, pleading for this to end
this torture seems as if it goes on forever
forever will it end?
I'm just begging
please don't judge me by whats on the outside
but by whats with in !
