Sometimes I dream beyond a dream.
I wish upon a shooting star.
I pray for God to come take me away
from this dreadful place. I just wish
I could go home, and feel at home.
I wish for the world to cry for my sorrow.
I wish just once i didn't have to cry
myself to sleep, I just wish this
depression didn't take ahold of my life,
my love, my friendship. I wish we
were us, not me, myself, and I.
No one listens to my cries for help.
No one listens to my heart slowly
stop beating. No one cares, no one
needs me in this world. Its better
off with out me.
