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Sting
I feel the sting
The burn of pain
But I tell myself it'll be okay
I feel the need for love and play
And when I don't get it
I tell myself it'll be okay
I cry and worry so much I'm numb
But I tell myself it's be okay
I laugh to hide my troubled eyes
To detract from what I feel inside
And still I say
Cherie you'll be arright
I see first hand
No one really cares
It's not there job
We all know life will never be fair
I whipe my eyes
As I comb my hair
telling myself it'll be okay
From day to day
I search for comfort
To feel a need to be told what I'm worth
To feel a need to disguise pain and hurt
I feel and know that no one cares
Every day I wonder
Why am I hear
I find single solice in myself being sad
And I tell myself it'll be okay
And even though it's not right now
Maybe it will be on some other day.
