Just sitting here thinking fills my heart with pain.
As I keep sinking and sinking feeling weaker and lame.
I'm sick of always crying alone up in my room.
I did everything to make us last, but now that's all in the past.
And I can't stand another fight.
There is always someone better or someone more important to talk to.
I never really mattered especially to you.
No one knows how hard this is, and how bad I don't want to live.
I'm so close to the end now, and all I ever wanted was for you to love me..
