There's nothing left for me here
no one was ever near
near enough to know how i felt
to know the cards that i was dealt
the pain i always feel inside
everything i try to hide
walk outside with a big fake smile
when I'm crying all the while
no one cared enough to ask
it just wasn't their task
but all the feelings have become so strong
i guess I'm the one that's been wrong
so here i sit
my life i quit
with my knife i end the pain
i cut right through the vein
alone and crying
I'm slowly dying
the lies i thought were real
just add to what i feel
but this is the way it has to end
my wounds can never mend
with my final gasping breath
i say before my final death
" no one was ever near
there's nothing left for me here"
