What is there now where there once was a soul?
What pittance is left when the world takes its toll?
What chance have I to emerge from this whole?
Who will be here when I’m gone?

What can you do when you feel for a friend?
What then, when you know that you’ll lose in the end?
How do you live when you have to pretend?
Is this the lot that I’ve drawn?

Why is this secret so painful to bear?
What keeps me from saying what I’d never dare?
What do you do with a love you can’t share?
Who can restore what I’ve lost?

Why won’t they notice what I try to hide?
Where are all the tears that I still haven’t cried?
How many times have my distant eyes lied?
I forge my shell at what cost?

Is this a dream from which I cannot wake?
How long do I have now before I must break?
Do I dare gamble with what is at stake?
Who could love agony’s spawn?

Why does the darkness conceal what I seek?
Does there truly wait a reward for the meek?
Who will be strong now, when I am so weak?
Who will be here when I’m gone?

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