Now you ask me ‘how are you’…Don’t you know what I’ve gone through ?
What my thoughts have made me do ?!! A bit late now to see me through.
A sorry I’d appreciate, at least some words to comfort me ?
‘Cause things you said last cruel and straight, did hurt me so profound and deep.
Maybe I too hurt you deep, maybe made you mad or weep.
Just tell me what I’ve said or done, so I can put away my hurtful gun.
My friends have all abandoned me, and you are much among them.
Feelings now locked away you see, perhaps never unlocked again.
But if I’d know my wrong, by you plain telling me,
Would help us both along, if you wouldn’t be so hard on me.
At least I’d learn a lesson from it, mend it if I can.
At least able to understand, why throw me in the frying pan.
I’m broken on the inside, and no one’s helping me…
I’m hurting from the inside out, but no one hears it when I shout.
I thought at least that you’d be there, but you were nowhere seen or heard…
I hoped at least that you would care, but didn’t get one soothing word.
Hell is what I’m going through, alone and in the pitch black dark…
My “friends” ??? No longer act that true, my kids left with an evil shark.
My thoughts have killed my true intent, for being left alone to fend.
They’ve eaten me alive by now, left me dead inside somehow.
When lately all that I had left, my “friends” that kept me strong.
But now no longer care to show me, that I too belong.
With them is what they swore, But now I’m not so sure no more.
With you is what I’d swear I saw, who I still care for despite it all.
Probably I’m plainly wrong, But then I am a fool…
For thinking that I did belong, With them, but also you.
Could be true I am a fool, for believing that I do…
That means I let myself, again, be used just like a tool.
It means that y’all no better than the ones that used me then,
It means that none appreciate the person that I am.
If you feel this isn’t true, then prove it to me, beg you, please…
Do something to show me that, at least you care for me.