It's been a long time I've felt this way, hopeless.
I feel like my life's a total mess. And there's this desire to cry out my pains and rejection,
Something's wrong somewhere but I can't place it

I feel funny and don't know why!
It couldn't be that this would be the last poem I'll write? I'm not suicidal and there's a thought somewhere that I'm not gonna last.
Maybe being successful is just a facade after all

There's something I crave for, something beautiful and I don't have it.

Moments like this make me realize how empty I am
There's not a single soul I could call that'll make me feel better,
Have I finally hidden myself and this seclusion is destroying me?

I'm afraid of being intimate with anyone because I feel they'll always leave,
Am I being crazy? I mean who decides his or her own fate?

I don't even have the right to. But there's this emptiness that is quietly crushing me and being subjective to loneliness.
I wanna cry, I wanna let the tears flow
Maybe it'll make me feel better you know?

And if you call it moodswing nothing has triggered this mood
My mouth is so bitter I can't take in any food.
I don't want to be this bitter person, I don't want to be empty within.