I wish you’d know how much it really hurts how scared I really am I wish you’d know how often I just lay there and cry How often I fall asleep hopeing it will be the last time I wish I could go back to the days where things were easy Back when I didn’t have to worry When I never had to think “what if I die?” I wish I could talk to you and all the others that can help I want to cooperate so bad I wish you could hold my hand I think about how ill say it But when I get there I cant make a sound If only you could hear what I don’t say If you could walk in my shoes for the day I wish there were a cure Or even just a reason The reason to why Why did things turn out this way? Why are they so bad?
