I think the reason
I search so hard for love
Is because I know I will never
Find some inside of me

If each of my tears left a wound on my face
Would it be as scarred as my heart?

I hate getting flashbacks
Of things I don’t want to remember

I remember seeing the sunrise
Turn into a sunset
Watching people walk by
While I just watch at my window
My life
My world
Falling
Breaking
Shattering
All I ever knew disappearing
In front of my eyes