Without love in her world

I'm lying here, feeling low,
Don't know what to do, or where to go.

I always thought I'd have some friends,
But this is how the story ends.

I feel empty and so alone,
Home doesn't feel like home sweet home.

Thinking of everything I've messed up,
Can't help but think of giving up.

No happiness, my heart is cold,
Feels like the devil bought my soul.

Have no reason for feeling this,
Life is rich, there's nothing i miss.

Food, clothes, material possessions,
I have it all, but hear my confessions.

I could be the richest girl alive,
But still i would want to curl up and die.

For this is what's felt by the lonely girl,
Without something as little as love in her world.