The pain tears at my heart
Causing it to bleed...

These people are killing me
It's not the knife...

These feelings happen all at once
Like the seasons of the year...

Every time I am alone
These thoughts swim around my head...

My boredom takes me places
Far far away...

Nobody loves me
Im all alone...

As the rope of my life is made
More knots I fear are forming...

My life feels dried up and dead
What is the meaning of the life I have led...

Everything is night
The darkness silently grows...

Daisies, violets,mums, and flowers
all beautiful and tall...

There is much more to me than you know
there is more than whats on the outside...

Why cant i cry
i feel the sadness welling up inside...