It seems like I’m always alone.
Like I’m just something to be overthrown.
A person with little meaning to her life.
To grow up a simple cleaning wife.
I walk the streets each night and day.
Its not like I’m really loved anyway.
I don’t mind if I get lost somewhere.
Cuz I know nobody will truly care.
I feel like I’m a meaningless sheep.
And for this I loose so much sleep.
But in the end no one will care.
They think it would all be fair.
Its better me then them I guess.
They have friends, and I have less.
I am alone and that’s how ill always be.
But when I die I shall be free.
I walked my path for one last time.
My life as bitter as a lime.
But then in the dark I saw I light.
It was shining oh so bright.
And from the beautiful dawn.
My dead grass becomes a lawn.
The wilted flowers bloom again.
And away goes my endless pain.
You smile and hold out your hand.
And promise to take me to a distant land.
But I was hurt to much to trust.
And now I feel like I could bust.
I turn away and run with fear.
And then I hear some people cheer.
My world is no longer dark.
And there are kids all having a lark.
No more loneliness in my life.
I’m not to grow up a cleaning wife.
My heart is now set towards a goal.
I feel like a newborn foal.
I have you to thank for this light.
You put a stop to my endless night.
So I return into your arms.
You are better then lucky charms.
You hold me and tell me things.
To something witch humanity clings.
You kiss me with a tenderness.
Like one I’ve never known.
And then it finally dawns on me.
I’m no longer alone.
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