Coming Out

Outside the sky is clear. Its dark tonight, at least from in here There are millions of people doing millions of things But somewhere there is a girl, sitting alone, wishing things could change I dont know how long ive been here I dont know how long i'll stay But i know that it seems like things are never going to change Somewhere someone is happy Somewhere someone is sad There are people falling in love There are people being bad As i sit here all alone, i try not to be mad But its hard when everywhere i look, everyone appears to be glad It seems as though i dont fit in Maybe thats how its suppost to be Maybe thats why im here I try to find the answers i look and look and look But everytime i see the light, it quickly disappears So what do you do when the right thing cant be found What do you do when all you want is to be found yourself Somewhere someone is happy Somewhere someone is sad And somewhere there's a girl sitting on her ass