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.