understand the things I say, don’t turn away from me
‘cause I’ve spend half my life out there
you wouldn’t disagree
do you see me?
Do you like me?
Do you like me standing out there?
Do you notice?
Do you know me?
Does anyone care?
Unhappiness where’s when I was young
And we didn’t give a damn
Cause we were raised
To see life as fun and take it if we can
My mother, she hold me when I was out there
My father, he liked me
Does anyone care?
Understand the things I’ve become
It wasn’t my design
And people everywhere think something better than I am
But I miss you
Cause I like it when I was out there
Do you know this?
Does anyone care …
Posted at 12:39 am by Java_Girl