You only see what I want you to see because my silence hasn’t got you thinking of me yet and now I’m sitting here constantly trying to find the words through those memories I didn’t deserve no matter the situations I cannot win and that’s my life of course I’m not going anywhere I’m stuck I’m less of what you know but I’ve tried so hard to keep hidden because I don’t have a home, I don’t have a love everything is gone from days to years and knowbody ever knows all I feel is misery and pain I’ve never heel from underneath everything else depression just got worse so where do I stand? where do I go from here? with a broken heart like a broken mess should I live on like I am missing a piece sure I find nothing within me,
But emptiness the pain will still be the same