im still/never here,

I am a question to the world,
Not an answer to be heard,
All a moment that's held in your arms.
And what do you think you'd ever say?
I won't listen anyway,
You don't know me,
And I’ll never be what you want me to be,
And I want a moment to be real,
Wanna touch things I don't feel,
Wanna hold on and feel I belong.
And how can the world want me to change,
They’re the ones that stay the same.
They don’t know me,
'Cause I’m not here......