This sickness
This disease...

I do as you say,
And do as I'm told...

Physically...
Mentally...

Me
Abandoned, Alone...

My secret is that I feel alone
Everything is to be unknown...

S: Suicide seems to be the only way out
E: Everyone will be glad...

Thinking of you brings back memories,
memories I want gone...

My emotions are a time bomb
Holding everything in...

Complicated is my life,
Life that is corrupted...