From the past, no future,
There's nothing ahead...

Had a bad day,
Sick in the stomach; I don't know what to do...

Holding on to you,
Hoping that you'll pull through...

I want to let go of you,
And forget the pain that I have cried...

Forsaken and withheld,
Breaking away from this mess, me...

For what seems like a hundred years,
Waiting to say my fortune, my words...

When it rains,
The earth sheds yet another tear...

Pages torn, nothing left to write,
A new life, cut so short...

I'm falling into this mess again,
Lost and hurried by everything...

Why did I let you hurt yourself?
But in the process causing me grief...

Outsider of this globe,
A bystander, considering how I want to live...

Pain inside,
Living in me, my sprits dying...