everything i had never wanted, but recieved.

again i cry out for your touch

and once again i leave without much

i really need you to be here for me

but i doubt that i can get you to see

this battle may be ever so hard

but without you i will never beat this war

i see me leaving behind my soul

seems to make no difference to you as a whole

i can't call to you much longer

i need to find a better responder

the only thing that gets under my skin

is when no one cares that im still giving in

the pressures of a perfect life are so great

that they will not be gone by a reachable date

finally you open your eyes, and see where i'm at

but by then, i'm afrad there's no time after that

come to me, and make me understand

cause as long as i'm here i will need a helping hand