I already let one go,
Now you must also slip away,
As I lose my hold on life,
and once bright skies all turn gray.
I wonder to myself,
What’s up? Does god hate me?
because as soon as I find stable support,
my defence is let out, free.
Alone, inexperienced and fighting blazing fires,
Lost all need for hope, faith and desires.
The first one left as I let go for just one trice,
But how could I let another slip?
My body’s cold like ice.
Does anyone care enough,
To brush away my tears,
Do I mean anything to the world,
Or will this depression last me years?
Is my pain really something?
Because they don’t even care,
Because I look away for a second
And they are no longer standing there.
Maybe I should be used to it,
It happens a lot to me,
Again I am abandoned,
I guess it’s how it’s meant to be.
