YOU ONLY LIVE ONCE...MAYBE TWICE!
Does it make sense when I am feeling down,
And everyone is all around me,
That I am still there waiting, waiting to be found.
Waiting to be heard, to be seen!
Does it make sense when I cry out for help
And all you ever see is the smile on my lips
No one can get through the masks I’ve made
No one can see beyond my charade
Does it make sense that no one really cares
About the creatures that torment me
The memories that try to oppress me
My mind is getting trampled by the fragments
Does it make sense that no one can see me?
Does it make sense that no one can hear me?
Does it make sense that no one can heal me?