You sit there
With your hands in your hair
Sitting on the floor
You can't go on no more
You need somebody
But there's no one to see
Only your razor blade
Laying in your shade
You know you don't want that
Arms turn red
But the craving won't stop
It wants your red liquid drop
And you feel lonely
When there's no one to see
You sit on the floor
Can't go on no more
I hope the sorrow fades away
I hope happiness is going to stay
I want you to be happy
You became me
I feel so lonely
No one to see
No one to hug with
I can't help it
I sit there
With my hands in my hair
Sitting on the floor
I wish I could go on, some more
~ March 18, 2004 ~