My life is a story and so is yours,

Mine leads to many, many doors.

Sometimes it's better to hide the key,

Because you might cry from what you see.

My life is a journey, I'll walk that path alone,

I know how to do things on my own.

Is it much to ask for someone to care?

I just want to leave and get some air.

Even though I don't belong,

So many things have gone wrong.

We'll go to a place that's really far,

Where no one can judge you for who you are.