When I walk down the road
I know I’m not alone
The usual stares and silent mirth
Accompany me home
I don’t know why, they feel the need to notice me
I guess it’s just the way things are
Sometimes I just want the ground
to open up and swallow me
But I know it would spit me right out again.

Have you ever been made to feel
like no one really cares
Or that the world has no place for you?
You know, sometimes I wonder
Where’s the sense in going on?
Sometimes I just want to ground
To open up and swallow me

But where would that leave me:
Alone? I already feel it
Frightened? I already am
I’m lost with no place to go
Will I ever find a way?
Will I ever know my own mind,
here, or there, anywhere?

Everything I do, everything I say
Nobody thinks about.
Does anybody listen?
Please will somebody listen

Nobody wants me
Nobody knows my need to feel wanted
I’m not looking for attention
Just acknowledgement
And maybe somebody who cares
Sometimes I just want the ground
To open up and swallow me
But I know it would spit me
Right back out again.

Not even the dirt of the earth wants me
I feel so alone