Sometimes I look up to the sky and wonder if I'm not alone.
I wonder if there's people wishing upon a shooting star
hearing the nearby cars
Missing who they once were
Their everyday a passing blur.
Sometimes I look up at the sky and wonder if I'm not alone.
I wonder if there's people wishing they could change
Feeling strange
Squishing their rolls
Not reaching their "body goals"
Sometimes I look up at the sky and wonder if I'm not alone
I wonder if there's people wishing for the worst
hoping God takes them first
