Alone is just a word,
but to me it's all my world.
I live with it everyday,
allways knowing i could take this pain away.
But still i knew there was some hope,
thinking of you.
But since that time i looked in your eyes,
I finished hoping.
Because that hate in your eyes wasn't fake this time,
and just now i know all this was just pretending.
Pretending to love me, pretending to care.
and now i know one day i'll dare.
But only not now.
First i'll try to survive this hell...
but i know that razorblade will allways be there.