No one ever seems to notice The grimance in my face From the pain in my heart ~ These so called friends All around me but Not playing their part ~ Left to my own to deal As it always shall be Suffering such sorrow ~ I sit in my room Silently waiting and praying For a better tomorrow ~ Try if I will, try if I might I simply dont exist Confined to my bed ~ *Roaming around This lonely ghost town I'm better off dead
Yeah... Im existing...wouldn't call it living... Maybe, im too good at faking...