I'm hurting inside,
But you can't see.
All my friends
think it's just me.

It's just me,
family hates me,
life is hard.
People say it will get easy,
that I doubt.

Life is hard.
Why do I go on?
Encouragement,
hope maybe.

That I don't know.
Maybe I'm cared for,
But maybe I'm not,
So I just hope.

Since I'm still here,
Then I won’t leave,
But only because
you were there for me.
Thank you.