Sometimes I feel like I'm not supposed to be here.
I shuld have been dead instead I'm alive and I see clear.
Iv been stabbed, drugged, shot and beaten,
Iv been in explosions and fires and iv been misstreated.
Still I'm breathing, still I am alive and trying,
But all I seem to see is how everyone I love is dying.
I feel so alone like this is my darkest houre.
I feel like rapunsel locked into my emotional tower.
When is it my turn to feel joy and love?
Befour I to become one of the angels up above.
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