I’m alone
I’m hallow
I’m the shell of the happy person I used to be
I don’t wanna lonely
But that’s the thing
It’s sneaky, you don’t see it coming
You see less and less people everyday
And then one day you wonder
“Where have they all gone”
I’m empty
I’m nothing
It hurts to think I did this
It hurts to realizes that no one is there for me
I don’t ask for much
I just wish I was someone’s number one
I wish their best
Their favorite
Because I wanna have my person
My very own friend that loves me a little more than they love others
And that I like a little more than I like others
I want to belong
Because right now I don’t belong
And that’s why I feel alonep

I could be wrong
But I feel like you’re far
Something is happening and yet I can’t see it
Am I not enough?
Are you tired of me?
Are you just unable to be with me?
Because I just want you
To be near
To be here
To speak to me
Because if you don’t, it’s like you don’t exist
Like you’re not real
And that scares me
So stop this nonsense
It hurts
I’m scared
I’ve been hurt before and I won’t let it slide again
Just tell me
That you don’t want me
That you don’t need
So I can rest
So I can sleep
So I can stop staying up wondering what the hell i did wrong
I don’t want it
I don’t want it if it hurts

A big, vast open space
All seems well
All seems calm
A peace you'd only known in dream lures you into the plain
You advance
You march onward, pushed by the courage of a painless night
That's when you see it
All is rotten
In the kingdom of the plague
All goes to the earth in deathly decay and you
You poor imprudent fool
Your insolence will cost you your life
For when you rot
You rot for all of eternity
Sweet dreams, my son
May the worms take you slowly

I do it for fun
The hurt, the pain
It’s all I’ve got
Strip me of it and you’ll find what you are looking for
Under this facade of nightmarish niceties
Sleeps the beast that so longs to be free
A soul so deeply flawed
That the pain drives madness, to wrath, to violence
But all must be hidden, preserved from the unseeing eyes
All must be good
So the wrath comes out wrong, twisted, sick and aimed at me
So if you must ask me why?
I do it for fun.