I'm stuck, wanting to scream yet not being able to.
I'm stuck wanting to talk but not wanting to bother
The one and only person I can trust, the one and only
Person who means anything to me.
I'm stuck in this house, a prison that doesn't let me be
A place where I no longer feel at home, where I am an outcast.
I'm stuck wondering what this life has to offer and why
All these things have happened to me the way they have...
I'm stuck searching for a way out that I'm told is there
Yet I'm never shown the way.
I'm groping blindly in a dark room, seething with
A hatred I don't understand and don't want
But cannot get rid of.
I'm stuck wishing there was a way out
Wishing there was somebody out there I could tell without feeling
Like the burden I know I am.
There is a soul out there who can free me