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I feel so lonely.
Won't someone talk to me?
Won't someone take my hand and make me feel worth it?
I think not. No one will ever see,
How bad they have hurt me.
The clouds have returned.
I have lost all the happiness that I had earned.
Too many thoughts of death, and despair.
No one cares.
I am ashamed of who I am.
I try, all I can.
Fail anyway. I'm done. What else can I say?
Life has been unbearable.
I think it's time for it to end.
I can't even explain this empty feeling thats been haunting me.
No I can't pretend.
Could you, leave me, to die?
Can you, promise me, you won't shed a tear? No, you won't cry.
I think the world is proud of whats it's done.
Making me feel like I'm the only one.
I am now officially disturbed inside.
When will I be released from this everlasting bide?
I can't hide anymore.
No more fake smiles.
Don't want suicide anymore, too lost to care...
All I want is to be alone, we're no one would think to look.
Like a fantasy world, in a book.
Alone I'll wait, for the sun to once again rise. . .
At last I will be free.
Like I've always wanted to be.