Who am I?
I ask myself as I look into the mirror...

I stare out my window
thinking about my life...

I am alone in this cruel dark world
i want some one to love me besides my family...

This is my life,
I can't say I'm fine...

All i want is someone to love me,
i'm not a bad person...

We got together,
then you called me an ass...

Alone i sit,by myself
in the darkest of times...

Whats the true meaning of life because if death is...
i am not scared of death...