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... with no bulbs, Candle burning with no flame, Body with no soul, Love with no heart. Things missing that I can not explain. I once ran to you for answers, But you always brushed me aside. Now you ask yourself, "why didn't I notice anything?" So many reasons sped through my mind, That I never saw a red light to stop and think. Walking with my head down, Not proud enough to stand tall, Not worthy enough to speak, And not attractive enough to smile. Pointed and laughed at around a crowd, Not seeing one serious face around. all I could do is stick up a finger, Wishing it would have meant a thing. Again like everything in life...NO meaning. Sit there with a stare, Why did you not open your mouth? You could have made a difference. Whatever, it is too late to wonder. The sin is done, The cause is completed, The word is out. You people cry as if I had meant a thing. Maybe you cry because you wish I had meant a thing. Watching peoples reactions make me think... All life is difficult and tough. That is why I ran away. I ran from the crowd, the people, and most of all I ran for you....