All the butterflies are
Gone,
And I'm left here alone, by myself to move
On,
I've been feeling less magical
Less up, and I'm feeling radical
Every breath feels slow
Searching for this thing that I will never know,
I want to feel something
less,
Or maybe just nothing
Tell me, what do you do with yourself
When no one wants anything to do with you?
How am I supposed to feel
When I feel like I've got everything to lose?