I stopped being me long time ago
I can't even remember who that was now

It always seems like I ignore you,
It seems like I don't care.
I hate you so much,
but I know I don't at all...

I don't know what's the problem.
You did nothing wrong.
Don't let me believe anything I say.
It's just the voices in my head...

It seems that the only lips to speak my
name
in longing,
are those that hide

in my head

The only creatures that ask for me
for more than just a friend,
speak to me
from

under my bed

The only people who hate the world I live
are those who live

within.