There's nothing worse than the silence in the morning,
when you wake up and you're all alone
and you have to face your thoughts.

There's nothing worse than waking up and
not being able to sleep again because
of your thoughts rushing like a motor
the minute they're activated from that
dreamland that is starting to tear you apart.

There's nothing worse than falling in love
with someone who doesn't love you back.
Nothing worse than putting out an effort
for them to notice you again and try to
repair things like before and for them
to just give up on you.

There's nothing worse than thinking you aren't
good enough for them, but still thinking
about them every hour of the day,
every minute, every second.

There's nothing worse than knowing *he doesn't care.