Why

Tomorrow is another day
that I don't really want to see
I guess I'll see it anyways
if myself I cannot free.
My eyes is full with tears
they can no longer see
I feel that no one really cares
what was really done to me.
Sometimes I think that they do care
when I here someone out my door
but really there is no one there
and I throw myself on the floor.
It took me more than twenty years
for me that door to close
I've lost so many, many tears
blood time to time still flows.
I didn't have no type of help
all I did was cry
cause I went thru this by myself
and the inside of me just died.
The only one that understand
are people that are in that pain
cause we need a helping hand
cause hate is all we gain.
Right know I'm here all alone
going thru all that pain
I'm just here at my home
and I'm really just so drained.
Sometime I ask myself where you are
when I look up in the sky
I'm glad that you are so, so far
why you did that to me why.