I'm at home and alone again,
My life is in turbulence and my mind is in a din,
My lies never been caught,
Though they have tried to escape trust me they fought,
I think I'm gonna shout,
Just to let everything out,
Was it just plain old fate,
That ecstasy came a bit too late,
What's really weird is I have the world on my shoulder that care,
But my world is empty, it's freezing, it so dry and bare,
I'm getting quite tired that my life is a lie,
But I can't help it so I just cry,
Usually I just moan,
Sitting there quietly being invisibly alone,
I sit sometimes helplessly for a whole day,
Wishing my soul would just wander away,
My life has been on its final line,
But always pretend that it is fine,
I keep on telling them I'm fine like I always do,
It's too bad that they don't know it's not true.
