Life goes on, does it ever end?
The clock ticks on, another moment gone.
Always alone, utterly alone
No one is willing to believe in me.
Cold eyes stare from all directions
The knife pricks through my heart
As tears flow down my sullen face,
Everyone else is laughing at me.
All the goodness in my life turns to ashes
No one can hear my cries
No one understands
If only people would see me for who I really am.