I live a lonely and depressing live
No friends
No love
No one to hold on to
No one's shoulder to cry on
No one here to comfort me
No one here to pick me up when I have falled down
Sometimes I wonder if I am still alive
When the tears flow
Of what my life has turned into
That's the only way I know
Pain of bad memories
Loss of people I care about
Meaningless words I hear
Like truth
Love
Happiness
Caring
Nothing more than a forgotten dream
A dream that I once lived
Then one day I woke up
Never to dream it again
Sadness
Depression
Loneliness
Words that have such meaning to me
Tears are something that happens a lot
I can't fight it
They always find a way to come out of me
I hate being this way
I hate my life
I fucking hate it
I've done nothing wrong
Why does all this shit happen to me
What did I do to deserve this
What the fuck did I do
I was always nice
No matter what mood I was in
I always put it aside to help others
What do I get
A knife in the back
A smack in the face
Words behind my back
Lies to my face
Everything good taken away from me
Is this what you wanted
Is this what you fucking wanted
To sit there a laugh at my pain
Am I just a little puppet in your sick show
What the fuck are you waiting for
You created me
Now end me
Do it
I refuse to live like this
Either you end it
Or I will
Just to make it a fact
In reality
With all that you have done
All that you have taken away
I have nothing
I'm already dead
Copyright 2004 ForgottenKnight
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