Living in this world, that is filled with doubts,
Others are silent, but I had to shout,
Release all my thoughts that I think of you, whether their lies, or maybe true,
Walking on the street feeling so ashamed, people are talking,
Disgracing my name, don't feel to eat, or even drink,
All I can do, is sit, cry and think,
This is just a bad phase of life I know, evil people in my face they show, don't want to give up everything I need, although; the talking’s on my mind it feeds,
Feeling very sad, self esteem so low, why am I always sad, no one knows