Alone, shaking and scared
In the centre of the dark cold room...

I sit alone and bleed
It's that release i need...

Is she lieing or is it true
no one has got a clue...

I walk along a long but narrow corridor
like the ones i have seen before...

To take control
The only thing makes this real...

I am sat all alone
alone as usual...

Selfish things happen to selfish people
suicide is selfish so why not happen to me...

Another year comes to an end
But my nightmare still carries on...

People looking, staring and laughing
the feeling of embarrassment never leaves...

Alone and scared is how she feels
hurt and hateful is what she feels...

Hmmmm why do we love
why do we hate...

I'm lost in the ways of everyone else
i stop and stare...