I'm sitting here alone No one to talk to Everyone is out Or mad at me I have no one My life is so screwed up I don't know what to do Everything is messed up And turning for the worse I'm all alone Alone Crying Dying Hurting Pain All these feelings I can't take them Why won't they go away They never leave me alone And they're all I have There's only one person That I can talk to Not even a person It's a piece of paper And this pencil Alone Crying Dying Hurting Pain I wish I had someone A shoulder to cry on But there's no one Just me This paper and pencil Maybe I'd be happier If I just died Maybe I wouldn't be alone Someone would talk to me And actually care Alone Crying Dying Hurting Pain Pain is what I'm feeling This knife is ending my life I wish I didn't do it There's so much I could have done If I wasn't always alone Maybe someone did care And I just didn't know it I might have lived If I would have known But I died