Sometimes
Sometimes I feel like no one cares
As I live my life each day
I remember how they used to be
Now it's for them, that I pray
I feel they see me
As someone that's new
Like a person in this town
What's wrong, what did I do
I didn't mean for this to happen
It was God's will or way
Why is it now, they turn and run
All I want from you, is to stay
I don't want your pity
Even though it would be nice
Just think about how I feel
When you turn and look twice
Think of me just as a person
Not a killer with a plot
I miss my baby so much
And all that I haven't got
So the next time you see me
And you don't want to speak
Think about how I feel
And just turn the other cheek
Copyright © Victoria Scott-Johnson | Year Posted 2007
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