Do anda know what it's like to wake up every morning and look into the mirror hoping that you'll see someone else's face other than yours looking back? Do anda know what it feels like to me put down and always in the dark? Do anda know what it's like to feel so alone like no one is there? To be so hopeless that anda have no one to talk to? What it's like to be wanna be someone else? atau how it feels to have no one there to catch anda when anda fall over and over? Do anda know how much it hurts to have the people anda Cinta the most go away and leave anda behind in the dust, alone, scared, crying? Have anda ever fell asleep crying because of how it hurts to even breathe? atau how it feels to have no one believe in you? atau never liking how anda look atau constantly getting bullied on the way anda dress, how anda act, atau who anda are? What if anda knew someone like that? Would anda reach out? atau let them slowly die on the inside? Would anda be there to catch them? atau let them fall again and break even more? Would anda try to understand how they feel? atau look at them like they are a freak? Do anda know what they are going through? Do anda think before anda judge atau speak? How do anda think that they feel? Do anda know what it's like to feel alone and depressed? Do anda know what it's like to be bullied everyday? Just because you're gay, the Muzik anda like, the way anda talk, dress, act? Just because anda buy clothes from thrift stores and live in a place that's not a house? Just because your parents are divorced? Because anda wear black and harm yourself? Would anda care to even listen to them atau care about what they go through everyday? Maybe anda judge because someone judged you? Would anda even care if that person committed suicide and it was your fault?
