I always wonder why I bothered to try,
Knowing I'd end up failing and cry.
So curious, why?
What's worse is my attempt to retry.

I'll always end up failing,
I'll always be praying
For whatever I'm aiming
However, it'll end up fading.

It's fine cause I've learnt my lesson.
To carefully listen
To the voices that deafens.
Hope for the suffering to lessen.

I learn to give up on everything
I need to stop bugging
So quit worrying
The answer to this, is stop breathing.

The emptiest hearts,
Are the heaviest to carry.

You enlighten my mood,
You help me feel good.
Even when times are rough and life's rude
Even when I want to seclude
You were my light
The one that was really polite
Made sure I was alright
Everything felt so right
You were the caring one
Your effort was constantly overdone
You turned everything to something fun
I'd wish for a rerun
Now everything has changed
I feel estranged
Maybe that's why I'm deranged
Everything was unchanged
Until you met that guy
Someone else to rely
No longer need my reply
It's fine cause I'm always like a stand-by.

Isolation.
My loner self's building foundation.
The leading cause of my devastation.
Isolation, the reason of my creation
At least there's relaxation.
Why's there even discrimination.
I stopped all the procrastination
To help with the world in manipulation
I'm driven by self determination
However I'm unnecessary in the formation
I suffer so much accusation
My will to continue is such an admiration
Everyone doing something with aggravation
Their ignorance is such a fascination
Yet I want an explanation,
What's the complication?
Anything you'll accept as compensation?
If you've done some observation
You'll notice my only motivation
Aside from my hate toleration,
What kept me going is my impersonation
Making you think my life's okay
In actual fact I'm in condemnation.

I'm always the odd one
Everyone enjoying the fun
I'm alone with my mind lost,
I'm gonna always be the last
Everyone has that one friend
Who they can fully depend
But I'm just a **** loner
Trying to get closer
But as I grew older
I gave up and said this is over.

Life's considered by many as a win or lose, maybe a draw-game
For most, victory is achieved along with fortune and fame
Honestly, that's a lie, what people are trying to claim
Being poor and happy or being rich and happy, isn't it the same?
Wealth provides a gap, but you can be satisfied without it, no shame
It's just the beast of appreciation that we have to tame

A loss, however, is when a person gives up on his existence
For instance, when he/she's facing depression and keeps their distance
They need assistance, but don't get it because of passive resistance
Even with the insistence of their peers they keep up a stoic appearance
With a fake smile written over their face needed for subsistence
No other choice, they're presence will turn into a reminiscence

What about a draw? That's probably when one's life isn't fulfilled
Everything they built is destroyed, to gild the truth that
blood was spilled.

How foolish of me,
my eyes so blind I couldn't see.
Why did I even bother trying,
I'd eventually fail while sighing,
This was all my wrong doing
I hate this feeling.
What was wrong with me
I had no opportunity.
Not even a single chance,
My mind stuck in a trance.
You'd fall for the other
I'm sorry I ever bother.
I'd never forget you,
Even if I'm your number two.
Hold on, I'm the isolated one
Go ahead and enjoy the fun.
I'll sit back and depress
But for your sake, all my feelings will suppress.
Don't worry about me.
My mind has been set free.
I won't give up on you, sadly I gave up on myself.
Just promise me you'll take care of yourself.

And yet I thought I was so naive to think that things were going better  
You were my one and only.
Someone that I thought would rescue me from my apocalypse.
Your long messages.
Your encouragements.
It meant so much to me.
And it all disappeared in just a split second when you said "I don't love you anymore".