I think

I think so many things
That I just can\'t handle
Its killing me inside
Just thinking about it

I live day after day
Just holding on
And not falling
I think about the times
The times that Ive been killed inside

I dont have someone
who holdes me at night
Who say: It will be alright
because I know it won't happens

I feel like im floding
Floding outside of my body
Im looking at myself
And all I see
Is an empty shell