You don't know

You don't know what people like me mean
Have you ever cried so hard
that your eyes were hurting
And you even couldn't see?

Have you ever sat in the window
Wondering how it would be
Just jumping down and fly
Without the care of falling down?

Do you know how it is
Not being able to breath
Because you're crying to hard
Trying to scream without a sound?

Can you look at happiness
And wondering where the pain went?
Can you search for pain
To make sure you're alive?

Well if you've never been stabbed in the back
When you've never felt the pain of breaking down
If you still have some self respect left
You don't know how it is to be like me