When will something go right for once?
When will I be able to tell you how I feel?
When will you realize I’m here beside you,
Waiting for you to notice me?
I have been waiting for so many things,
And the time had never come.
I was wishing,
Even when everything was gone.
When will I be able to be myself?
Will my friends love me for myself,
Or will they turn away?
When will someone love me for me,
Inside and out?
There are so many questions,
So lost in this world,
Sitting in the darkness.
And who I should trust.
When will I break free of myself?
When will I be able to do something right?
When will I be able to speak up to defend myself and the ones I care about?
Will the memories ever stop stinging?
When will I feel like I am not missing something?
When will this guilt go away?
I'm tired of being so weak,
Will I ever be saved?
When…?
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