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Quit telling me it is just a phase

And that I will be fine

I have suffered for so long

I know I will never be alright



I tried my best to fix the pain

So sick of being here

I just wish it would rain

But the sky won't shed even a tear



Scars to cover, lies to hide

Chalk my misery up to my pride

Can't let you see me cry

To show you my pain, I would rather die



Tired of all the nights spent all alone

As a stranger, I always roam

Not wanted here by a single soul

I give up, there is no use in having any control



We will say goodbye because that is the only thing I know

Once you get to know me, away you will go

No one ever stays, am I the reason

Why do they leave me alone in this prison



You may call it a home, to me it is just a house

There is no love worth sharing

It is quieter than a mouse



No one to say anything,

no one to care,

everyone so distant,

no one ever there



Hopefully one day I will find a real home

But till then, like a stranger I will continue to roam

I will live in silence, I won't say a single word

I will cry out but I will never be heard