He told me my scars weren't beautiful
And I told him that no one could ever really admire a masterpiece
Without taking a few steps back

There has to be something
That can still keep us together,
And I won't stop searching
*Until I touch  forever.

So mad i want to cry.
So upset that i want to let loose.
So angry that i want to rage on everything in my way.
So lonely that i just want to end it all.

I feel like no one cares.
Like everyone just looks right through me.
No one knows how much pain i'm in.
No one sees anything that is happening to me.

Everyone thinks that things will get better.
Alot of people just dont care.
Most just don't think that it's right.
Everyone is just faking one thing or another.

I know that everything will come to an end.
I know that anything can stop and start again.
Everything can be just a dream.
Everything can be in your head.