I'm in the picture it's just no one can see me.

Bones don't just get that big.

I can't win this game.

I'm trapped in this hell called "home".

My mind has been let go.

It's my way of screwing you over without actually screwing you.

I won't beg for your love; if I have to beg for it, it's not worth having.

I've been told to lean on those who love me... Not many of those.

I'm afraid. People just don't see it.

I don't need your tears.