When you feel the way I do
It's hard to understand
The control, the pain,
And the hurt I withstand
I want to be happy,
I want to be there,
I want to be kind to everyone,
Everywhere
I want to be loved,
I want someone too,
who knows how I feel,
And says "I'll listen to you"
I know that I'm different
And I seem like I'm fine
The truth is I'm special,
But not in that kind
Mentally harmed,
Physically weak,
It's with words of depression
Now that I speak.
