How come
How come I didn't get a chance to speak. How come all I said was weak How come they think they know what I went through and the right was theirs to tell me to grew How come I wasn't loved and the wrong done to me, stays hidden underneath, suffocating my ribcage, making it so hard to breathe How come I was given that little space, when the heart is so big a place. How come? Verse 2 How come it hurt so much and even though, with no such luck, I tried to put the past behind, but guilt reminds me,
