Why do I lay in bed and sob
There's nothing to cry about
I tell myself not to cry
Yet the tears roll in streams
Down my cheek and too my bed
Making me wish I knew why
Why I cry in my bed
I see my mother in the dark
Her eyes so lifeless to me
She says she loves me
But it's halfhearted love
The kind of love for pity
You feel bad that they hurt
Yet you don't really care
I get this love everywhere
I still have friends
But I wonder why
I cry inside my bed
The only comfort I can get
A bed will hug and nurture
Like a mother who cares
I feel safe inside my bed
Safe enough to cry
In my bed there are feelings
Hate and love
But mostly hate
Hate for the things I do
The bed knows none of this
Uses nothing against you
It has no feeling
Therefore it can love
Why do I cry in my bed?
It is the only place I feel loved