It's so hard to love myself
People looking upon me with discontent
Without knowing who I am or what I'm about
So few are willing to give a chance
I want to run through grassy meadows on a warm clear day
I want to feel the tranquility I used to feel when listening to the sounds of an early morning bird song
I want to smell the freshness of a new toy
If only I still knew how
I want someone special to fall in love with me for who I am
Know all about me
Understanding my faults and pain
Holding me when I'm lonely ... which is always
To call me unexpected, just to tell me they were thinking about me
But no one's there
I'm alone ... and it's not good enough
So much of me is dead
And what's left of me is slowly dying
If anyone can see my pain inside, I pray they bring me back to life
before my soul strays and I meet the ocean's tide
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