I lost myself a long time ago
I lost my faith a long time ago
I don't know who i am so i remain
Alone
And these ghost wont let go

I long for the feeling of not feeling at all.

Wish I was never born at all

Born with a mind so i was born dead

In today's world is any knowledge worth knowing

Whats is the purpose of progress if we were born to die

What is the point of hate if we are all just barely even alive

The older I seem to get the more and more I realize I don't know who I am

Life is meaningless without hope but why have hope if everything you Love

Dies.

No house to call my own
Sleeping in foreclosed homes
There is no sense in hope
I pray to god to prove hes here
I pray and feel like i cant feel
Sometimes life is too real


And everything you say
They will never hear.