If you don't look up

And you still think you need someone. Someone to keep you safe. To keep you out of trouble. Someone who lurks around the corners and talk to you when everyone here looks trough you. To take you in her arms and take you away. But she'll eventually kill you and take your skin and your dream. You know if you just had one. I heard you had a dream one that kept you alive. One you always believed in no matter what. It took years to broke you down. Day by day you got up and tried your hardest. And you still would if your heart wouldn't be broken. You tried you hardest and they told you you were nobody. You were broken and you were nothing. And eventually you came to be all those things.
"You really thought that they liked you as you were. And you are not good enough for anyone. And you know it, don't you. But remember you can still keep going if you don't lift you head, because then you don't see everyones judging looks", says the voice inside you. And you go and believe, well yourself really.

Because it is only your voice inside your head. Your own conclusions from the looks you get. The whispers behind your back and the laughter. The laughter that still haunts you all tough their gone. You'll never see them in the hallways again. Only option is run into them in the bus. But you can know for sure that they won't never see you again. They won't regagnais you or even see you sitting there all alone.

And don't forget all the people around you. They care for you. Sort of at least. But you're never gonna see the rainbow if you don't look up.