I wish someone would put me down to my face
So I could run and cry while someone stood up in my place
I wish they'd stand tall and tell that person that really, I'm quite great
I wish, I wish, I wish, but no one will stand for this face
I wish they'd say "she's just hurting"
That it's fake, the smile on my face
I wish they'd say "she just needs to do some crying"
That I don't have confidence, just self-hate
And I wish the person who insulted me
Would then comprehend
Everything I try to be
Versus who I really am
I wish they'd change their ways
And love me like I always craved but never had
I wish they'd dig past the craze
And see that I'm not all that bad
I wish they'd laugh at my jokes
I wish they'd see when I'm hurt
And never succumb to the pity I evoke
I wish they'd see how hard I work
I wish they'd see the knife in my hand
And kiss away my tears until I let it go
I wish they'd see the noose round my neck
And tell me "No, no, no"
I wish, I really do
That someone would get me
That someone could see
The frown behind the smile of a clown
But no one ever does
I've too much pride to tell them myself
So I'll let the bitterness fester
And live in my self-made Hell.
I wish, I hope
But bitterness is an acidic dish
So even though it won't do any good
God, how I wish