these people are not a family
this house is not a home
it's an empty house with empty people
just dying to be alone

this reflection is not of me
nor is it of my soul
it's of a girl with a broken smile
hiding away from this tainted world

I no longer know who I am
or the things which I have done
though I suppose I went astray
and that's why everyone has gone

there is no comfort in the things I once loved
no light remains in my eyes
just a black that swallows all emotion
and leaves me there to die

why does no one hear me scream
why does no one seem to care
it's as if there is no longer a reason
to carry these burdens that I bear