I’m so alone...
It's like a thread bond,
I check my phone,
Nothing to be shown,
Or to be let known,
I hear my sigh, so out of tone,
As depression overthrows,
The night, black as charcoal...
With a few dots of sparkles...
Through it, I see my mind... Away it flown.

Afraid to go cold,
Or confront it all,
Soon I'm getting old,
Inevitable fall.

I start to think...
I'm left to die.
I start to think...
Life's passed me by...

I start to think...
What do I live for?
I can't take much more.
I shouldn't have been born...

It's so hard...
Don’t know what I've got,
Know this is all my fault,
I live in my thoughts all day...

What do I live for?
My mind goes to war...
I should have been so much more,
Though I am sure...
Never got up the floor...

It's so hard...
Don’t know what I've got,
Know this is all my fault,
I live in my thoughts all day...

Hit the bed...
Don’t know what’s ahead...
Hanging by a thread,
I think of the end...
Of death.

Feel the cold...
The pain is bold...
No trace of a ray of hope,
Only thing inviting is a gun, or a rope...

I start to think...
I'm left to die.
I start to think...
Life's passed me by...

I start to think...
What do I live for?
I can't take much more.
I shouldn't have been born...

It's so hard...
I don’t know what I've got,
Know this is all my fault,
I live in my thoughts all day...

What do I live for?
My mind goes to war...
I should have been so much more,
Though I am sure...
Never got up the floor...

It's so hard...
Don’t know what I've got,
Know this is all my fault,
I live in my thoughts all day...

I start to think...
What do I live for?
I shouldn't have been born...

And I can’t take much more...