I'm sitting here, locked inside my head...
Thinking about how it's to be dead...
Wishing those thoughts would be gone...
What am I doing wrong..?
I'm sitting here, all alone...
Starring to my phone...
Will someone call me...
Just to try to make me happy..?
I'm sitting here, thinking about my future...
Maybe then some will love me for sure...
Or will it always be like first...
When it's worser than worst...?
I'm sitting here, closing my eyes...
Thinking about all those many goodbye's...
Asking for when this pain ends...
Wishing there was someone for me who understands...
I'm sitting here, close to my window...
All I can think about is my sorrow...
Shall I take the chance to jump down to the ground...
Maybe then someone will here a sound...