Maybe, just maybe I can finally be me
Maybe, just maybe they'll let me be free
And maybe, just maybe I won't be judged
And maybe, just maybe...
I'll finally feel loved

It's 3am

I'm on the phone
No one's awake and I'm alone

It's 3am

The radio's on
Songs are played on lonely station

It's 3am

I'm in my bed
My eyes are open and sleep has fled

It's 3am

I'm on the balcony
The sky is dark and just quite scary

It's 3am

Some windows have lights
Could they also not sleep tonight

It's 3am

I'm still awake
When will life ever give me a break

Time destroys
Time heals
Time is my enemy,
yet I can’t get enough of it
I run away from time
But I savor every moment with it
When life is enjoyable, time is quick to leave me
Though when life is hard, time overstays its welcome
I'm running out of time

I tripped over a shadow today
and it reminded me
that things don't have to be real
to leave you scratched and bruised
and wishing you had paid more attention
to where you were stepping

I don't want to be alive anymore
I am a bad person
I cannot live
I cannot change the way people view me
I cannot change the way people treat me
I want to be better
I want them to know that I'm trying to be better