I can’t go on giving my life

‘Cause no one seems to care.

I’m constantly hurt and stressed all the time,

Why isn’t anyone there?

Is it my fault they’re gone?

Did they care for me after all?

I’d take a bullet for them instantly;

And they don’t seem to care if I fall.

My chest is wide open,

My heart gushing blood.

The bullets have hit me;

I have given too much.

Sometimes I wonder why I feel so much pain.

Then I stop and realize I take a lot of the blame.

I want to live for me, yet I’m giving my life for you.

Have you ever stopped and considered that I have feelings too?

Well maybe someday they’ll realize and appreciate my fight.

Hopefully before it’s too late and I’ve already given my life.