When am I going to smile
Like I'm not dying inside
When am I going to be happy again
Like ny emotions don't collide

When is the sun going to shine
Like the dark clouds have gone to stay
When is my dad going to understand
Like he hears what I say

When am I going to laugh
Like I'm not filled with pain
When am I going to wake up optimistic
Like there's something to gain

When am I going to walk down the street
Like I see all the cars
When is my sould going to heal
Like it doesn't have hidden scars

When am I getting my life back
Like the way it used to be
When will I have self-confidence again
Like I don't look in the mirror and see

When will I look at windows
Like I don't want them to shatter
When am I going to stop asking when
Like it doesn't even matter
              NEVER

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