Late, in the Darkness of the night I sit and cry Knowing nothing's alright I feel so useless Unloved and Unwanted Oh how i wish I didn't have to be Someone who clearly Isn't me But someone I Don't even know So i just put on a show I act happy and So full of joy But really I'm Dying inside Wishing I had A differant life Wondering Does anyone Actually know who i am and if they did would i still fit in?