My faith disappeared like a thief in the night.
I tried to hold on but I have no more fight.
I want to believe that ill be alright,
But I'm stuck behind this broken red light.

I haven't cried so my tears aren't recorded,
But that doesn't mean in not broken hearted.

I know things could be worse,
But Im no competition with others to see who got it worse.
My heart truly breaks for anyone going through hard times.
But the pain I feel the most is mines.

I haven't cried so my tears aren't recorded,
But that doesn't mean in not broken hearted.

There is no way to tell how Im feeling without sound like Im complaining.
But the amount out rejections I acumilate is draining.
I might as well change my name to reject.
Because everything I touch isn't correct.