There are days when my past still haunts me
Days when I relive, feeling so lonely
Days I don't want to remember anymore
Yet they still come back, and shake me to my core
Those days of hiding the pain inside
Using anger, as a way to hide
Never really showing how I feel
No one ever knowing what was real
Often times it was me, myself, and I
Crying under the starry night sky
Wondering, why do I feel this way
To be honest I still think that today
I'm not alone anymore, yet why do I feel lonely
If I were gone, would I be any bit happy
Would anything be different, would things be better
If I could just forget it all, would I want to remember