You hurt me tonight, and you never even knew
Is what I'm feeling fair?
Does what I'm feeling matter?
Can you read it in my eyes?
Or were you never really there?
Because I'm feeling on the outside,
And I'm feeling all alone;
And I know it won't get better
In the days that I am home.
Did you read it in my eyes -
Or did you really even care?
Do you know me like you said you did
Or were you never really there?
'Cause I'm feeling on the outside,
And I'm feeling so alone;
And I know it won't get better
In the days that I am home.
Do you know me, do you love me?
Do you know what that should mean?
Do you notice when I'm hurting,
Or were you never really there?
'Cause I'm feeling on the outside,
And I'm feeling so alone;
And I know it won't get better
In the days that I am home.
All the pain that I am feeling
'Cause I think that you don't care,
Won't be better with the answer -
Were you ever really there?
'Cause I'm feeling on the outside,
And I'm feeling so alone;
And I know it won't get better
In the days that I am home.
Did I do this to myself,
Did I believe my made-up lie?
Did you ever really know me
Or were you ever really there?
'Cause I'm feeling on the outside,
And I'm feeling so alone;
And I know it won't get better
In the days that I am home.
God I hope you have the answers
And can take away the pain
And can make me feel better;
If you're ever really there.
Because in You alone is my love
And my hope of feeling care
And my chance to feel wanted -
Won't you please be really there?
I don't want to feel outside,
I don't want to feel alone,
All I want is to be loved,
All I want is to be Home.
Does what I'm feeling matter?
Can you read it in my eyes?
Or were you never really there?
Because I'm feeling on the outside,
And I'm feeling all alone;
And I know it won't get better
In the days that I am home.
Did you read it in my eyes -
Or did you really even care?
Do you know me like you said you did
Or were you never really there?
'Cause I'm feeling on the outside,
And I'm feeling so alone;
And I know it won't get better
In the days that I am home.
Do you know me, do you love me?
Do you know what that should mean?
Do you notice when I'm hurting,
Or were you never really there?
'Cause I'm feeling on the outside,
And I'm feeling so alone;
And I know it won't get better
In the days that I am home.
All the pain that I am feeling
'Cause I think that you don't care,
Won't be better with the answer -
Were you ever really there?
'Cause I'm feeling on the outside,
And I'm feeling so alone;
And I know it won't get better
In the days that I am home.
Did I do this to myself,
Did I believe my made-up lie?
Did you ever really know me
Or were you ever really there?
'Cause I'm feeling on the outside,
And I'm feeling so alone;
And I know it won't get better
In the days that I am home.
God I hope you have the answers
And can take away the pain
And can make me feel better;
If you're ever really there.
Because in You alone is my love
And my hope of feeling care
And my chance to feel wanted -
Won't you please be really there?
I don't want to feel outside,
I don't want to feel alone,
All I want is to be loved,
All I want is to be Home.
posted by Foolish Thing Nine at 4:00 AM
5 Comments:
I feel you on this one...
beautiful...sorry it took me this long to read it.
Home is not a hiding place, going home doesn't take away pain and hurt, but it can be a comfort.
Be comforted while you are here, and know that while facing the trials of this world you have a God, family and friends that love you and are praying for you!
OH MY WORD! While I was writing my last post I was thinking about doing some volunteer work, but thinking that I didn't want to do it by myself. I would love to work at the Rescure Mission with you. I will feel a lot more comfortable with someone I know. I don't know what my schedule will be over break, but I definitely want to spend some time there. Let me know what you find out and what I need to do to volunteer with you!
So, it's the 15th of February, 2008, and this was actually a better time for me to read this than when you posted it. God works in mysterious ways...
i miss reading your thoughts :)
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