Alone.

Sitting in my dark room alone again,
thinking over my life.

Why is that I feel so empty?
Like there's something missing.

I have already everything I want,
or do I ?

They keep saying "Hey girl, you're talented",
"Hey girl, you got everything well".
They know nothing.

They don't know about the tears,
they don't know about the fears,
I have when I'm sitting alone ,
in my dark room again.

Hoping someone to find me.
Wishing someone to call me.

Someone to take me out of this
dark empty room.
Someone to take care of me.

Someone to save me

from...


myself.