Every night is a heavy sigh
This stupid life I can't deny
Like an orphan in the middle of the rain
Expecting someone to ease the pain.
How did I get here?
What leads me here?
Dear Lord, please anwer me.
Freed between two shores, full of doubt but there's still a little hope.
In my heart is a fragile shield of thorns
No one must touch where it hurts the most.
These people around me are no pure
That one who criticize instead of praising;
With words like disease, making you unease.
Saying whatever they want even if it's you who's melting.
This I tell you that I do have a house to live;
But I am indeed homeless.
A family is I am with;
But I was just with and was never a part of it.
