All alone,
in a world so cold.
Nobody cares.
They can't see my scars.
They don't care,
if I'm dead or alive.
They wouldn't notice,
if I was gone.
Why do I feel so lonely?
What have I done,
to deserve this?
I never wanted any of this.
I don't want to be here.
Nothing changes,
day after day.
I'm barely living.
Will I make it through this?
It's hard.
Is it too late,
to get better?
Will my mistakes ever end?
Or will this pain go on forever?