So much emotion building up,

I feel the dam's about to burst.

No more can I hold my head up,

It only seems to make everything worst.

No friends to cry on,

No shoulder to lean on.

No love for one like me,

What's wrong with what I see?

Am I too ugly?

Am I too pathetic?

I know that I am ugly.

I know that others somethimes don't want to be empahetic.

Even so, is it too much to ask for support?

Or even a pat on the back when I do good?

There are just too many emotions through which to sort.

I'm just not in the mood.

The death around me suffocates me,

The blood is still there from the stabbing,

The tears are shed for the hit and run,

No one seems to realize hat he was someone's son.

Lost hopes and dreams whither away,

Yet I persist in my choice to stay,

To stay and give it a chance.

A chance for what? I can no longer advance,

The pain is too hard.

My heart no longer soft is all twisted and marred.

Is there anyone else who tries?

Anyone who can't stop the endless, hopeless sighs?

Anyone who cries at night to seem brave?

It all seems to be lost with nothing left to save.

What point is there in trying?

It all ends in everyone crying!

No one cares anymore,

They all just look out for themselves,

The wounds are fresh and sore,

To protect themselves they put themselves on higher shelves.

We're all jsut toys now.

Manipulated by a higher being for entertainment,

Everyone seems to fight over the honor to bow,

On who is the star of the show.

We're all just entertainment!

Nothing more!