So there I am, just doin’ my thing.

on Sunday morn’, spreadin’ my wings
on Saturday I write & read,
& on Monday I cease to believe
that you’ve ever truly seen me.

why can't you see me?
why not? why not?

no longer myself, I'm not around,
I rack my brain, just wanna be found.
and here I stand, a fool again
waiting for you @ the river bend

why can't you see me?
why not? why not?

Every day I wake up cold and stressed,
the other children have been blessed,
someone to love them, that's all you need,
but I didn't get it, why not, why not?

why can’t you see me?
am i a ghost?
am i even real?
have you ever felt,
how I really feel?

why can't you see me?
why not? why not?