this space starts out empty   and i know it cant hurt more   than it already does      and it all falls down around me   and it hits me in the face   i fall onto the ground      and i wish that i could understand   why im so upset to see   these things ill never have      my hands shake with anger   but my eyes fill up with tears (taste like salt)   and its all your fault   till i can pick myself up off the ground      (groaning..)      to walk for miles   let the rain soak me until i smile   its getting late but i dont mind   im holding onto hands as drenched as mine   and for the first time in my life   i want to cry and laugh at the same time      because this is supposed to be happy   its supposed to be special.. special.. special.