When feeling so alone No one to talk to Afraid to open up Because being judged Feels like the firing range And playing it safe Feels like the right choice… Having the right people by your side Those connections that bring in light Making the right difference in your life But you not believing you’re worth the price… My eyelids slowly close Wandering through empty streets Freezing deep with no heat Through dark alleys stretching Farther with the street lights This is my LIFE— This is my LIFE— Flashing by (flashing by) Into that winter ice… It’s harder believing anyone would care When you’re different, barely able to survive From the wrong side, those tracks don’t lie Being on the streets, scarred and laid bare Inside my mind, thoughts racing There’s a jockey in my head Racing that thoroughbred Straight through the mud Over the edge (edge) I am struggling, Traps at each corner I’m sinking, Being pulled under, As I begin to tremble It is my LIFE! It is my LIFE! That is flashing by, Sinking deeper and deeper— Grabbing, struggling, gasping for air— Hang on to those people Those who believe in you Don’t push them away They just might forgive your mistakes It’s like watching my soul dying Panic making me afraid to believe Anyone could care about my well-being Flashback, as if I’m drowning in constant misery I can see my body on the muddy edge As CPR begins, I’m lifeless, frozen—no longer feeling pain within. The lights flash through the sirens, I hear my mother crying— She falls to the ground. My father is nowhere around… Like always, when crisis comes down. Family leaving you out in the cold Ice rain falling, feeling so alone When every day you’re just surviving… Why open up to anyone? When being judged Feels like the firing range And playing it safe Feels like the right choice… Those feelings so isolating Even paralyzing… Frieghtened That thoroughbred running away in my head When realizIng they might not judge me Sometimes… It’s the hardest thing to believe… Without pushing them away…
