Counting the stars in the night sky,
I'm wondering where I went wrong?
A little girl who grew up
To be nothing like she planned.
A broken hearted girl
With no hope of feeling okay.

I've been sitting here talking to myself once again,
Staring at the moon
Wishing I could be up there too.
There's nothing down here for me
As I know I can never do right by them,
I wish there was a way to start again.

How I wish that little girl could see
A light there at the end
But her world crashed when they taught her that
No one would ever care
About the failure she was
And how worthless her presence was to them.

Maybe one day while I'm looking at the stars
Or even just talking to the moon
I can find a better place to be.
Maybe one day I will find
Someone who can show me that this big old world
Isn't as bad as it has been made out to be.