It isn't as though I'm always down,
and I'm not one to want to frown...

I'm sitting here on my own.
You're right here but no love was shown...

In this world I'm left to face alone.
Nothing left, no sympathy shown...

Picturing myself in a casket,
still with no movement the pain lasted...

Nothing's going my way
my boyfriend got locked up today...

They look at me and see,
a pretty girl waiting to be...

Who really knows the real me anymore?
Who really cares to find out...

They say it never goes right,
but for me it does...

What I thought when i did this to me,
is that if i hide it...

When I sit,
I think...

Why do I stay here
when all I do is cry...

These are the nights where I cry myself to sleep,
and my feelings bottled up I keep...