Will you catch me when i fall?

Falling into darkness,
And not landing on my feet...
To nearly everyone one I know,
Theres better people to meet!
They come from the shadows...
To sit and grope my sill...
And so I sit there staring...
Thinking of lifes will...
I have no fear in what I see..
Or even what I think to be...
So I lay here with no soul to keep...
Knowing im shallow but in too deep...
These people know my secret now...
I guess it just spread round some how...
The rumor that im living dead...
They just think its in my head!
But every time I walk these people by
There seeing more of truth...
That my lifes another lie...