I have been trampled,

And left here to die.

My cup is filled with poison,

But my mouth is so dry.

I feel so awful,

And I don't know why

I am alone,

And its nobody's fault,

But mine.

The world tells me not to worry,

But still I fret.

It says "for judging, I'm sorry"

But it remains a test.

I, forever, am sinking,

How low can I get

I am alone,

And its nobody's fault,

But mine