With every tear of sadness i cry
i get i little closer until i die...

This broken mind
This damaged soul...

Summer has gone and winter is near.
The warmth has gone and the coldness is here...

Lines of faded white
Intertwined with darkened red...

Thoughts, emotions and feelings.
Always coming and going right...

Maybe he wanted to fly one time?
His life becoming increasingly painful...

Oh, when i was little, i had this funny day,
I made up a game, i played in such a funny way...

I've been caged and I've been trapped
In my own demons I've been wrapped...

Have you any idea
What its like to be me...

I am empty.
A blank mind encased in a hollow shell...

I wish i had a gun
I would point it to my head...

If life is game
then someone give me the cheats...