I often look, to find that place I see in my dreams all the time
A place where I can always go to in times of need and sorrow
I hate this life...
So why does everyone have fun and I feel the pain
Why doesn’t anyone understand me?
Why don’t they understand?
I live to enjoy life but always end up crying
I try not to show I’m in pain
So all the people around me enjoys themselves
and don’t have to worry about me
so I need a place where I can go
A place for me to cry,
to laugh,
to sing,
to dance
A place where people understand the way of life
And all things that are sad
I need their help,
Their hug,
Their love.
I need it all, to survive my life
I hope to cope with all these troubles
But sometimes doubts can end it all...
Written: 03/04/1995
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