I started out alone and obviously I'll remain that way
I had my fame, now I'm being taken off display
I'm so foolish for actually thinking I had friends
It should have been clear that my happiness would end
I think I make friends, but then I'm betrayed
Although there are never any signs of respect displayed
i try to treat people the way I expect to be treated
I thought I had friends, but I guess I was misleaded
I am tired of making friends and then they disappear
Obviously no one understands that being alone is my greatest fear
To fit in with people, I used to be conformed
Now everyone is gone and my mind is deformed
I have no reason to live when there is no one to care
I begin to trust people who aren't even there
I am useless and depressed and all I can think about is suicide
I am finally assured that no one would care if I died
Being alone is like cyanide and the end is coming soon
I am beginning to choke and can defintiely feel the swoon
I hate my life and I want to die so I think I might try
So to all of those who didn't care...GOODBYE!
