Why do I feel like I’m empty?
Like I’m a lock without the key?
Like my world is filled with lies?
Like I can’t even look myself in the eyes?
What ever happened to those feelings of love?
Those feelings I never had a lot of?

I wish I could find what I’m longing for,
But I just can’t go on anymore.
I’ve been waiting, but I’ve given up.
Now, I’m just waiting for my death cup.


(i don't like the ending myself...i think i'm gonna change it or add to it)
 
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