It's another night where I feel
Like I need someone to understand me.

I can't contemplate any
More of my life.
I've tried to live, I've tried to die...
I'm still so cold inside.

I"m bitter, I'm bored.
I'm lonely, I'm sore.
I'm crying, I'm trying.
I'm lying and I'm sick of it.

Can we all just stop?  
Why can't we stop?
Will we just stop...

This pointless existence
Faced for masses,
Yet blinded by adversity
And wills of actions.

Can we all just stop?
Why can't we stop?
Will we just stop existing?

I have.