I don't know why,
I feel so lonely when people surround me.
I don't know why,
I shed tears over a melody.

I can't feel the warmth of a family,
Slowly, my heart is freezing, too.
I'm trapped in my own mind,
Shouting so loud, yet no response.

Days off don't heal me anymore,
They're rather a struggle to be alive.
Sleep is my kind of drug,
At least it's less painful than reality.

Don't ask me about how i feel,
Because the only way to describe it,
Is for you to look into my eyes,
And see how broken they are.