I like to keep my distance,
Don't let anybody in,
I like to stay away from the crowd,
Because of where I've been.
I've been treated like an angel,
As from the heavens above,
Now I'm treated like dirt,
Who gets stepped on, not loved.
It's better that way,
To close all your doors,
Instead of falling for that trap,
Like you foolishly did before.
I've cried for days a week,
I've felt my heart shrink,
The tightening in my chest,
Made my eyes blink.
I always keep a light on,
Especially when I sleep,
It gives me a sign of hope,
When the chances are very weak.
I've got nobody to turn to,
It's just me, myself, and I,
Once again my breaths shorten,
And I begin to cry.
