It’s been 15 years, Since I’ve regain strength, But how was I able to regain? I was left isolated here, Without love, hope, and happiness, And I’m living in a world, A world filled up with denial… So why does it matter to people, If I die tonight? Nothing matters, And nobody cares, So what is there? What is there for me in the end? I’ve lived my life in isolation, And I’m better off, Living like this, So I guess, This will be the end. And I’m better off living in total isolation, So just leave, And let me on this day, To be on my own, Forever until the day I die without hope.
Hidden Melody Of Despair · Fri Apr 24, 2009 @ 12:24am · 1 Comments |