It's really sad when you consider that no one really knows me
Blinded by my looks they think they understand thee
They smile whilst they watch me wallow in misery
I show them these writings but no clue comes to mind
Does that mean they know me but don't get me or they think I'm in too deep to be saved
It's only one day that I'll wash up to shore filled to the brim with sadboyness
I'm the last of my kind, and I'm at the brink of deathness
Never been in touch with my emotions cause they're covered in sadness
I don't sleep cause when I do I see the reaper and he reminds me that my time is near