If I am always the person who’s got everybody’s elses back, who’s got mine then? Why do people lean on me for help? Why do people use my shoulder to cry on? Then I ask myself, where is everyone, when I need help? Where is everyone when I need a shoulder to cry on?
There are days I don’t want to wake up. There are nights I cry myself to sleep. There are days I feel alone and scared. How come I feel I have no one there? Who’s there to save me when I am all alone? Who’s there to save me from myself?
Who’s there to be my Hero? Who’s there to comfort me? Where is my should to cry on?
“The most terrible poverty is loneliness, and the feeling of being unloved.”
“It’s so lonely when you don’t even know yourself.”
“Loneliness is about the scariest thing there is.”
“Loneliness adds beauty to life. It puts a special burn on sunsets and makes night air smell better.”