If I could tell you these words

If I could sing to you my pain

If the scars could all spell the help I need

Then why won't you listen

When I ask you just to be here

Instead trying to understand

Everything that makes up me.

I am not a perfect angel

I am not the perfect girl

This is my life I am living

Even if its a living hell

You will not understand it

Unless you live it too

So when you ask me to tell you these words

Of my everlasting pain

How do I know you will get the message

Since you are no where near being the same

These tears are my own

Just lend me the shoulder to cry on

This pain is but mine

So just be able to help ease it off

I dont want you to get mad

Its not the response I want

I really need you just to be here

And understnad me not