Don't ask me why when I am so confused,
Don't say goodbye when I feel being used,
Don't close the door when there is no escape,
Don't ask for more, when all I see is shape.
Please, don't abhore and try to understand;
I see the road but I don't see its end;
My eyes catch light but I don't feel the heat,
The music's right but I don't hear the beat.
I try to live, I try to do my best.
But something heavy sits there on my chest.
I need some time, I know I'll be all right,
Just stay with me and hold me through the night.