There's no one to hold me, And no one to turn to; There's no one there to dry my tears. I continue, And will, Be tortured for many more years. I'm sick of blurred vision, But I just can't quit crying- If you could know me inside, you'd know that I am Dying... I'm sick of this torture; Sick of this pain- I can't go much further been Praying in vain. You're watching me wither, You're watching me cry; But really did you know you are watching Me Slowly die... My façades will soon wear out And you'll ask me yet again "What is wrong?" Not thinking twice, How much I've put up with, And how long it has continued on. I've been wishing for happiness Which in turn, turned too bitter- Yet I've been waiting for so long... I want to escape this torture; This torture I call myself. But it will continue to haunt me, No matter how much I fight it, it stays with me For eternity. I'm sorry that I cannot keep up with this pace; I'm falling far behind Of this horriblw race That we all call our "Life." You're watching me fight And you're watching me fail. You're seeing me struggle And to no prevail. Today I let loose, Today, I broke down; I let my guard shatter, I almost even swallowed my crown. But look closely and notice what you're actually seeing Is me, not redeeming; I'm slowly wearing out, I slowly stopped trying. What you really see, Is me, but dont bother i'm dying.....................