January 19th, 2005

You never know when it’s going to happen
But when it does you have no idea what to do
You’re falling down the steps of pain
Though you don’t even have a clue

Oh why did this happen to you
The thought keeps running through your head
Thinking this might be a dream
Yet you aren’t waking up in your bed

Your friends are the ones by your side
When you are ready to talk
But thinking they might turn on you
You’d rather take a walk

Hoping it’ll get better
Misty skies fill the air
Screaming at the top of your lungs
Wishing things would be fair

Turning on life itself will not do you any good
Everyone thinks you’re just misunderstood
Feelings as deep as hell itself
And though you’re falling you aren’t reaching for help