When you're in a school,
And can't find a pen,
To write down the things
You would say to him.

When you try so hard
And no avail,
The only mark you make
Is a weeping trail.

When you love the people
Who love you the least,
They wouldn't blink
Should your existence cease.

When you know the truth,
But believe it false,
And you're alone,
In empty halls.

When you want what you see,
And have what you don't,
And you are who you are,
But want to be who you won't.

The life you knew,
Is nothing now,
It faded away,
But you can't remember how.