People walk on by than offer you there hand
They pretend to have never seen you to avoid your pit of despair
They see what they set out to see but never what they find
They turn their back before they take a knee
All I get is an ear and a judgement, rather than an understanding
They enjoy there triumphs rather than help burden my pain
I look away before you see the pain behind my eyes
I cry rather than talk, as I walk alone so not to be rejected
I’d rather be lonely than to be held so that I won’t be hurt again
I would rather die than to face […]