So alone
Im sitting here, just holding my breath.
Constantly asking, what would be so wrong with death?
There it is, my reflection,
representing my rejection.
Why must it be me, who suffers the most?
Why do I suddnely feel just like a ghost?
In my head im always talking,
but to my friends im only walking.
Im so alone and still so silent,
these thoughts inside me get so violent.
My life is spinning out of control,
and im trying to climb out of this hole.
But i find that when I get out,
there's even more to climb and i let out,
A scream of sorrow and defeat,
as I fall down to my feet.
My whole world seems to be collapsing,
and in my min