To the last moment of my life, to the people who...
You've pushed me so, and dug my hole...

"To the world I know as home,
I speak in words filled of sorrow...

The fire is hot and fierce.
I am backed up against the wall...

Standing alone, naked and wet in the bathroom
I feel like I am in my own costume...

And so it came to be
this isolation that I am...

Why does the thought of death
The feeling of ending this life...

I sit here so hurt and cold,
I apologize, my words sound so old...

Thoughts.
This thought comes almost everyday...

He cried out for help, no one was there,
nobody listened, they didn't care...

The emptiness and darkness is returning,
that lonely feeling; the heart is burning...

Hiding from the world, he takes off the mask,
thankful to be alone at last...

For a time now, I've felt lost within myself,
not knowing how it feels and unable to decide...