Staring at these empty walls
I think of you
My thoughts are like empty halls
I feel abandoned, in need of rescue
I hope you'll notice my sadness
but you never ever do
I hate being in this madness
My face is like the morning dew
Wet and unwanted
I feel as if you don't want me
these thoughts make me so haunted
oh why cant you see
that i cry every night
thinking of you and every trouble
wishing i could just find the light
through this never ending pile of rubble
filled with my sorrow
from tragic events
that make me now hollow
this perfect shell is starting to have dents
my pain is obviously there
yet you still don't notice
maybe you do and just dont care
Oh how I hate this........