I keep calling "help!",
*
Call me a pcycho,
But i know its true.
Call me a pcycho..
I'm never enough,

I'm left alone with nothing but an aching soul.
I'm left alone in an ocean of sorrow.
The eager of my pain reaching out to the bright,
Everyones around but non will do whats right .

I dream about the day,
That you'll come home to me.
Nothing else is important,
Just you and me.

By:Zoulaikha