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There are over 3 million people in this world,
And yet I feel so alone.
The walls are crumbling around me,
I am slowly turning to stone.

Life isn't like it used to be
I guess it’s just a part of growing up.
I wish life dididn'tave to be like this
Sometimes I feel like an empty cup.

I feel as if I have no purpose
No reason to live
I have nothing left,
I given all I can give.

And yet they keep telling me
There is something out there
But the longer I’m here
It gets harder and harder to bear.

Why is life so complicated?
No one will ever know
The things you love the most
Will always be the first to go.