Here I am
here I am again just sitting alone,
in just another place I can't call my home,
here where tears fall like rain and flood the gutters,
sometimes I can't look at myself in the mirror,
I sit for hours and hours wishing i was someone new,
and not me, people ask why and i say, take a look at me!
they say no one is perfect and I agree,
this world is fucked up so what else is new?
do i look like a girl who cares what the world thinks?
i have scars on my heart, I want to run far away,
to a place that isn't here, so here iam,
do i sound happy? I'm alone...
listening to myself breathe, i want to get up and leave,
would you run away with me?
come to be free away from the chains of life,
it can't rain all the time, but where iam its flooded,
by teary rain...so here iam...do i sound like im in pain?