She doesn't look, she doesn't see

Oh man, i just heard this song Little House by The Fray... it hit me in the heart. *cry* .. it tore me apart, i cried like a little baby... i feel like he's screaming the lyrics right at me... telling me i'm going down & there's no effin' way i'll ever get off this stupid feeling of mine *cry*... i wonder why's life so damn hard? why's the grass always much much MUCH greener on the other side , why people? why why do i have to feel this way? why can't i love ME for once? why, who decided that i was going to b the lucky one to struggle with this "illness" to me it's got more of a lifestyle than an actual illness... why do i hate it but LOVE it at the same time? why? *cry**cry**cry**cry**cry* T_T

She doesn't look, she doesn't see
Opens up for nobody
Figures out, she figures out
Narrow line, she can't decide
Everything short of suicide
Never hurts, nearly works.

Something is scratching
Its way out
Something you want
To forget about.

A part of you that'll never show
You're the only one that'll ever know
Take it back when it all began
Take your time, would you understand
What it's all about?

Something is scratching
Its way out
Something you want
To forget about.

No one expects
You to get up
All on your own with
No one around.