Do you ever stop to wonder,
Who you are for sure?
Just letting the days go by,
Living your life like a lie.
Its just so hard being me,
I feel as if nobody's free, including me.
Always moving, always hurting, dying inside.
Just wanting someone by my side.
It's just so hard to make a friend,
Just to give them up in the end.
People living to hurt, living to succeed.
What do you possibly need?
Time flies by as I grow older
Somehow I get bolder.
This song in my head,
demands me so much more.
My heart gets a little more torn.
It's just so hard being me
Am I the only one not totally free?
Always living one more day on the outside,
Dying inside, wanting you by my side.
God gets a little closer each time.
Lifes' it's own crime.Crying more,
smiling less, dying more.
My life's a story written lore.
Living this life over and over.
Is its own hell,
why don't you come right over,
Be my friend, my lover,
Your life may be over.
Just being me is not fair,
Why can't you share?
Always living one more day one the outside,
Wanting only you by my side.