Everyday I see a girl
She watches me with critical eyes...

They say your eyes are the windows to your soul
So when you look in my eyes, what do you see...

I feel numb
So cold and empty...

Tell me what you see
When you look at me...

Reduced to a broken shell
A shadow of what I was once...

I bask in dreams of suicide
Fantasize about the gravestone at my head...

And its here in the park
Where I sit swinging...

You wouldnt know what its like to be alone
To feel so absolutely isolated...

Worthless is what I am
Not worth the time...

Im surrounded by hundreds of people
Yet Im alone...

Figure of composure
On the outside...

Out of the blue it came
Like a smack in the face really...