Sitting here thinking
Of what has really changed...

I sit here with a friend
Who begs me to write...

My friend thought that night
That it might be cool...

It's so hard right now
I'm losing my loved ones...

I hate this day
I hate this home...

At this kind of point
I think it's safe...

There was a boy
Who led a very strainful life...

You know what I think
I think this life really bites...

Why does it always feel
Like the world is against me...

At this happy time
I start to unwind...

What is to be
Of you and me...

How low are these people?
How low do they steep...