All the colors seem so grey
All the people seem so hollow
I don’t care a shit about them
Or about anything they say
The only thing I still feel
Is the pain of all my sorrow

Food seems to have lost its taste
Pleasure is a thing that I can’t feel
My whole life seems such a waste
No dreams
No hope
Everything is way too real

My life is empty
My thoughts have died
My heart aches all the time
If I die right now
Would everything be all right?
Would everyone be fine?

The last time there was a smile
On my fucked up face
It seems so long ago
And looking in the mirror
All I see is a disgrace
I’m counting of the days…

My life is worthless
No higher cause
No good things I can achieve
Prisoner in my own house
No hope or opened door
No I can’t see the purpose
Of living anymore


(NB.: Dit gaat niet over mijzelf).