no one's ever there
and no one ever cares.
rejection weakens me,
and pain wrips at my heart.
no one will ever understand what i'm going through...
who i am... why i'm still here.
i don't have a purpose,
and i don't have a life.
i don't have anyone anymore.
i don't even have myself.
i've lost who i am.
i've lost who i love.
i've lost my soul and heart.
i'm all alone with my pain...
with my fear...
with a razor blade.
i'm slitting open my flesh.
i can't take being me... being no one.
so as i sit and watch the blood flow from my wounds,
i watch my ruined life flash before my eyes.
i lay down in my pool of blood and i cry.
i weap for what i could've had as i lay dying.

now my body's lifeless as i'm laying on my floor.
no one can hurt me anymore,
and i'm gone from this horrifying life.
gone from this shitty world.
this ending was the worst of all, though.
the ending of life,
and the beginning of hell all over agian.

i'm watching the people
that are crying at my funeral.
i never realized how many people cared.
all of this is gone...
just because i was dying inside.

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