Sometimes I wonder, what do I have to give?
What is the real reason I live?
Why do I always seem to get hurt?
Feel like people walk on me like dirt
What is the real purpose for everything?
Come on God give me something
So much sadness and pain
How much more can I take before I go insane?
How much more will I take?
Everyone can tell my smile is so fake
Trying to think of things that will make me happy
Oh my gosh, they aren't coming snappy
Not really caring about anything or me
Sometime I wish how it would be to be free
Free from heartbreak
Free from pain
Free from everything
Free from myself and everyone else
