Is there
somebody out there?
Is there
someone looking out for me, who cares?
Is there
a place where I can be who I am, not who you want me to be
Is there
just a place to hide all of this misery
Is there
a soul somewhere that feels the same
Is there
anyone that’s sick of this game
Is there
a god, a friend, an acquaintance watching out for me
Is there
any reason to be