My life if a single steping stone.
I live it day to day all alone.
No one there to help me stand.
No one there to lend me a hand.
I spend my life by crying out.
Wondering what it's all about.
Knowing that without a doubt.
One day I'll figure it all out.
Today must not have been the day.
As again all alone I still lay.
Maybe tomarrow will bring about.
Something that will help me figure it out.
I can't go on like this much more.
Feels like my insides have already tore.
From the emptiness I feel inside.
Because of another day that I've cryed.
I'm waiting for someone to help me through.
I'm hoping that someone will be you.........