My hope is gone, I don't feel very strong , Making it work always seems wrong, Sitting in a room where I feel I don't belong, Trying to understand where I wentΒ Β wrong, What am I hearing those voices in the air, They're always telling me to be very scared, I look around the room but there's nobody ever there, Lonely and afraid that I'll never see the happiness of a day, The cold room is Damp, Theirs a smell in the air, I try to figure out how I even got here, I stop and I think, Then I realized, I put myself here.