some times i just whant to rip away . go away go far far away somewhere where i will never be found. stay there by my self for the long hours of the day . is there such a place ? the church should me my refuge but i cant even brake away there . some day i know i will run and never stop till i hit the end but where is the end? why cant i just say i am sick of being the last thought of ? last in line for what life has to give. am i here to be the one you all kick around so you can feel better? am i just here so you can look at me and start to feel glad of what you have? to look at my life and see yours in a new light? i hate to be the one that gets handed the pitty . i feel like i am in the spot light of the freak show. take the light away and you see me a sad and crying soul alone and in need of someone who will under stand . there not out there thought . i am destin to be misstakein and what you strive not to be . so kick me whene i am down . im geting rather used to it. but whene you make me fall i will say hi to the grownd for you . i just pray you never hit.