I don' know what you expect of me
Every time I turn around
I am still here giving and giving
And when I am fresh out of what you
want and need...
You are out!
Tired of the giving
Never once looked upon
Always the giver
Til all was gone
Nothing left to offer
Yet you ask for me
Need more.
I'm sucked dry for caring
It doesn't exsist
Maybe only in your mind.
The abyss is calling me
I'd rather just go
Feel the feeling
That you have caused me...
The abyss of nothingness
A place that is swallowing me
Will anyone ever notice I'm gone