Why? :(
Sitting in the corner of my bedroom I’ll cry
Do I really know who I am inside?
Tasting the saltiness of my tears
Feeling the loneliness I fear
no one seems to hear when I cry
I wonder why?
Sitting in the corner of my bedroom I’ll cry
Do I really know who I am inside?
I never understand the reason why
People have the need to lie
People try to hide their past
Maybe because we judge so fast
I’ll put my heart upon a shelf
Every morning I’ll tell myself
It doesn’t matter what they say
Pain will be there everyday
………….
So I’ll sit in the corner of my room and cry
and ill ask the world why?
