Somebody hold my hand,

And tell me I’ll pass

Tell me that I don’t just ride for a fall every night and day

Tell me that my time will come.

Somebody sit next to me as I dive in my thoughts,

And tell me they’re just riddles

Tell me they won’t bother me anymore

Tell me they’re no big of a deal.

Somebody come along’

And tell me I’m not worthless as they say

Tell me I’m not a walking corpse nor a clown

Tell me I too deserve a big smile.

Somebody look in my eyes

And tell me that my tears count

Tell me you know my pain, that I’m not a crybaby

And tell me that no matter after how long, I’ll make it out.